Jan Robert Huisman gedichten
maandag 18 november 2024
Let it be the love
let the water come down from the rocks
let it run into the cracks of my heart
let it fill up the empty spaces
let it be the guide to something new
let it be the love I never knew
let it be just that
(c) JR. 2024
dinsdag 12 november 2024
Wings
He will hold her, he will carry her
if he must and let her wings fly again as
death sometimes is a messenger of
peace and sometimes of grief
(c) JR. 2024
dinsdag 5 november 2024
Times coming down
she will always be the woman for him
and the times will come down, raining on him
ever losing her
so when she leaves her image will always be there
staring him in the face, never forgetting her
knowing sometime in time she will come again
(c) JR. 2024
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