Drawn I drew a picture Upon his soul. He opened up and Swallowed it whole. For the better, He was rearranged. As his woman, I learned the value of change. To Send This Poem As A Virtual Poetic Gift To Someone Special... CLICK HERE. Please add a personal thought of your own if you'd like. They will receive this poem as a gift of thought, directly from you...in less than 10 seconds. Back To The Poetry Gallery Home You are poetry hit Copyright © 2002 by Joyce Rogers All Rights Reserved...Not To Be Used Without Expressed Written Permission From The Author... Joyce Rogers All rights reserved |