Casey Samantha Boshoff
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Poem "something about the first rose":
- written September 2009
- published August 5, 2009
- viewed 19 times
Other poems by Casey Samantha Boshoff:
»10 wishes«
»a letter to my beloved«
»An Angel in the Night«
»Bars«
»Change...«
»Distant Places«
»He isn't You«
»Heart Like a Knife«
»Just Fish«
»Lonely for You«
»Murdered and Stolen«
»my obliviously chosen drug«
»One Special Stranger«
»Our Little Secret«
»The day I die«
»The Last Word«
»The Man I Fell For«
»the perfect thought«
»Then would you know?«
»They«
»today, tomorrow...yesterday«
»Unknowingly«
»Waiting«
»What Would Happen To You?«
»Where were you?«
»Would You Cry That Tear For Me?«
Visit Casey Samantha Boshoff's profile page
Poem "something about the first rose":
- written September 2009
- published August 5, 2009
- viewed 19 times
Other poems by Casey Samantha Boshoff:
»10 wishes«»a letter to my beloved«»An Angel in the Night«»Bars«»Change...«»Distant Places«»He isn't You«»Heart Like a Knife«»Just Fish«»Lonely for You«»Murdered and Stolen«»my obliviously chosen drug«»One Special Stranger«»Our Little Secret«»The day I die«»The Last Word«»The Man I Fell For«»the perfect thought«»Then would you know?«»They«»today, tomorrow...yesterday«»Unknowingly«»Waiting«»What Would Happen To You?«»Where were you?«»Would You Cry That Tear For Me?«»something about the first rose«
There is something about
A comforting hug and a tissue at a funeral
That brings contentment to a devastated soul
That brings contentment to a plight when sadness, pain and death prevail
There is something about
The fear of a black thunderstorm
That brings knowledge of the peace to come
That brings knowledge of the peace unable to be felt during the rain
There is something about
The way the silver lining glitters
That brings a new light to gray clouds
That brings a candle of new light into my firey darkness
There is something about
The way a fire burns and destroys
That brings patience for new grass
That brings patience for positive consequences in burning dimensions
There is something about
The way a cigarette burns
That brings security to my nerves
That brings security of a better outcome to a stressful situation
There is something about
The dead grass in winter
That brings hope of new life
That brings hope of a better situations and smiles to replace tears
There is something about
The first rose to bloom in spring
That brings the happiness that it's over
That brings the happiness that blooms after a dark, cold and painful winter
A comforting hug and a tissue at a funeral
That brings contentment to a devastated soul
That brings contentment to a plight when sadness, pain and death prevail
There is something about
The fear of a black thunderstorm
That brings knowledge of the peace to come
That brings knowledge of the peace unable to be felt during the rain
There is something about
The way the silver lining glitters
That brings a new light to gray clouds
That brings a candle of new light into my firey darkness
There is something about
The way a fire burns and destroys
That brings patience for new grass
That brings patience for positive consequences in burning dimensions
There is something about
The way a cigarette burns
That brings security to my nerves
That brings security of a better outcome to a stressful situation
There is something about
The dead grass in winter
That brings hope of new life
That brings hope of a better situations and smiles to replace tears
There is something about
The first rose to bloom in spring
That brings the happiness that it's over
That brings the happiness that blooms after a dark, cold and painful winter
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