THE POET BY DAY

Daily Archives: April 30, 2016

if my voice was an angel voice i’d sing you into ecstasy if my hand was a healing hand i’d touch you into grace would that i could measure poems to turn tears into light to put dance in your feet if i knew my own soul, i could touch the tarnished silver of yours and bring your smiles back again © 2013, poem and photograph, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved Advertisements