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My Roma

May 6, 2019
By Scarlett_Jay BRONZE, La Grande, Oregon
Scarlett_Jay BRONZE, La Grande, Oregon
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Cold winds may nip me as I sleep, my Roma,

These nights have ever yet look so alone.

Cascades break waves of sun upon the mountaintops,

My heart yearns deep alive has yet to roam.

I hear your tempting call me from my sleep at night,

Greatly I wish I could come home.

I miss the touch of your warm embrace,

As freedom drips like honey from your lips.

A sweet fragrance that seems to stain your coat,

And your tempting song that sings of bliss.

Yet your captivating evergreens, pray me call you Roma.


The author's comments:

This piece is my relationship with nature. I would like to travel and visit different places.Though traveling is something I am unable to do as often as I'd like.


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