Nobody's fault
I wrote your name in apples
that had been swept from the tree
it seemed a childish thing to do
but full of dreams for me.
I wonder did they grow
to form an orchard of their own
a sanctuary for all the memories
a place our souls could call home.
I'd like to think they still stand there
apple blossom every year
birds singing from the branches
April showers instead of tears.
But i did understand the picture
the one you clearly painted for me
a message in a bottle
at the bottom of the sea.
© Rik - 19/10/2007
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2007-10-20 at 03:21
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