Forsaken and barren it still stands,
wrinkled and weather-beaten the builder's hands,
house once full of love and hope
slowly decays upon this land,
that never dies nor fades away like man,
yet this structure so well planned
will gradually sink back into the sand.
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Reviewed by Jessica Stanfield (Reader)
Reviewed on October 3, 2003
Where do you get your inspiration? This is wonderful also. Great job!
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This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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