Friday, 20 May 2016

Pebble beach and Poems


Patience Elizabeth was the most beautiful creature to step foot on our planet,
Her hair was like wild fire, spiced with the most gorgeous shades of ginger, 
I wanted to take it down and let it fall delicately to her shoulders but I knew that
Even if I removed each hairpin individually, that firm beehive would not budge,
Her smile was like sunshine in a field full of harsh rose thorns,
Her eyes a beautiful emerald, glistening as her lips spoke the words ‘I love you Deels’
But still I left her standing, to walk alone in the pouring rain,

If only I could remember her, then things could be the same.

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