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by Ole Carsten Oct 22, 2012 category : Special events / other poems
Lourdes Gascon beauty in the landscape A landmark for religion Go there a get well Save your soul there Marian our lady of Lourdes And attractive woman perhaps Later a saint For saving life A place of miracle For believers in right fait Don't get me wrong But it is only for the selected Saint Bernadette the pure A healer in the middle age Helping the needed ones If they believe and pray Now she is laying In rest there But pilgrims still coming Praying to be healed At the rocky region She has to heal still Even in her after life Spreading her wings Performing miracles For the believes Praying for her In her cold grave
by Formidable Muse
This is a very interesting poem. I love the wording you used and the picture it paints.