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Poetry News Post #3105

Divine Terzanelle 9: inspired by Lady Selene

Written by: Musicante Kiusha Escath, Wordweaver
Date: Sunday, December 3rd, 2006
Addressed to: Everyone


Periwinkle
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She is as brightening as a bouquet
of periwinkle. Each time I feel down
my Periwinkle always makes my day.

Her warmth will melt away both tear and frown.
A moment is enough to be beguiled
by Periwinkle. Each time I feel down

she cheers me up with that really cute smile.
She dances through the day and makes it shine,
a moment is enough to be beguiled

and it's enough to make me feel divine.
When she's not here the sky seems grey and dark.
She dances through the day and makes it shine.

In each dull hour she can strike a spark.
My precious daughter, beauteous flower girl.
When she's not here the sky seems grey and dark

and when she is time passes in a whirl.
She is as brightening as a bouquet,
my precious daughter, beauteous flower girl.
My Periwinkle always makes my day.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Chronos, in the year 437 AF.


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Poetry News Post #3105

Divine Terzanelle 9: inspired by Lady Selene

Written by: Musicante Kiusha Escath, Wordweaver
Date: Sunday, December 3rd, 2006
Addressed to: Everyone


Periwinkle
----------

She is as brightening as a bouquet
of periwinkle. Each time I feel down
my Periwinkle always makes my day.

Her warmth will melt away both tear and frown.
A moment is enough to be beguiled
by Periwinkle. Each time I feel down

she cheers me up with that really cute smile.
She dances through the day and makes it shine,
a moment is enough to be beguiled

and it's enough to make me feel divine.
When she's not here the sky seems grey and dark.
She dances through the day and makes it shine.

In each dull hour she can strike a spark.
My precious daughter, beauteous flower girl.
When she's not here the sky seems grey and dark

and when she is time passes in a whirl.
She is as brightening as a bouquet,
my precious daughter, beauteous flower girl.
My Periwinkle always makes my day.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Chronos, in the year 437 AF.


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