The saver

no one asked her name
no one dried her tears
no one looked after her

until the love came!




Poetry by Miro
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Written on 2006-12-17 at 23:27

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Very nice poem of hope here miro, a couple of typos, ' dried' and on the last lime, 'came'. Love does all the hard work so simply, the saver indeed. Love that title. Smiling at you, Tai
2006-12-17

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