*sorry it's late, here is my version of poem with the picture....*
Incantations whispered slight Turning dawn from dark midnight Oh crystal ball, what did you see- There in the shadows, was it he?
Coming home upon the tide Gold on fingers, smile wide? Or perhaps hes fixing eye To a myriad star dappled sky And thinking of none other than she? Oh crystal ball, what did you see?
Nostradamus never knew Those so fair nor the few Who gave their hearts and their blood To see the truth come with the flood.
Trees are blooming, but she doesnt know Focused on the crystals glow All her prayers released with each breath To see if he lives or had he caught death.
Frown furrows her delicate brow Oh crystal ball, tell her now! Is he out there tossed upon the sea? Oh crystal ball, you must tell me!
Oh yes, very very good! Wow...slightly angsty, but not too much. Very good flow and imagery, and of course...connection with emotions. Ah, just gorgeous. Much enjoyed.
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
