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by Ryan Fuertes Sep 14, 2006 category : Special events / graduation
And then it was daylight After the break of dawn i see the light My place i own, is a silent witness If only you could view this wasted fortress Yesterday was just a blurry sight Unclear visions of unpleasant white Yet now vivid sightings slowly unraveled Yes I see the rainbow after i traveled It's true God works in different ways A sign of miracle was what i pray It came as if I saw a bright spark And made a different kind of mark Wishes and hopes now came true Vanished away all thy blue Alas! I've seen this different bliss No one wish could ever miss Dec. 19, 2005
by BECCA lessTHANthree
Cute poem.. 5/5!