If it was love,
it would have grown on trees
If it was loyalty,
it would have been carved in stones
If it was gentle,
it would have whispered in the wind
If it was free,
it would have danced on streets
If it was forgiveness,
it would have made a rainbow
If it was life,
it would have grown flowers
If it was beautiful,
it would have painted a picture
If it was good,
it would have not existed at all.
1 comment:
Love you Julie! Beautiful poetry.
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