Friday, March 18, 2016

Reflection

            Reflection

 I set out to find some peace,
 I set out to find a little comfort,
 In need of a guiding hand,
 I was longing to be loved.

 In the beauty of the ripples,
 Under the canopy of greens
 I danced to a brand new melody.

 In the heart of the mountains,
 Underneath the light of the Moon,
 My heart met it's one true match.

 In the blue of a stranger eye's,
 I saw a perfect reflection of me.

By: AW. Beardsley

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