Thursday 18 September 2014


Gentleness

Gentleness is a breeze, blowing slowly,
Rippling on my neck.
Gentleness is petals, peaceful on the grass,
Lying in the garden.
Gentleness is a hug, inviting me into its warmth,
safe in loving arms.
Gentleness if fragile like a glass vase,
But gentleness is strong when everyone uses it.

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