Poems

Falling Star

127

The sky so blue, it turns so dark

Beauty thrives and makes a spark

The result is fascinating, filled with awe

The tumble of this one bourgeois

The harsh words, he thought and said

The smell surrounds, consumes of death

Revenge was promised from circumstance

Blame of others, his only chance

The last few moments in the darkened sky

One last occasion to say goodbye

Falling fast and letting go

The one I loved, the true Van Gogh

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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