Every smile has a balancing tear
Every joy is buoyed by pain
Every dawn morphs into dusk
Glaring suns gives way to moon
My heart beats love and blood
My face smiles as it cries
In the stillness this I know
That before my final hour
I am, I breath
I live
Poems and Petals 
A beautiful poem Vonita, and I adored your line, “My face smiles as it cries”
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Thank you xx
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thank you for the reblog John!
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You are very graciously welcome, Vonita.
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great poem vonita!well done! ❤ xxx
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Thank you and merry Christmas to you xx
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