A Quince Prayer
The tears they come
The tears they go
But beauty never hides
I see this world
Through accepting eyes
Where beauty and tears collide
So I take this crown
And Scepter too
A history as strong as steal
And call on parents
From all the world
Pray broken hearts be healed
We know what’s right
What’s true and strong
Never needed schools to see
So let heaven shine bright
On my Quince day
And as John said,
“Let it Be.”
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Click On Tiffany Bag
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The tears they come
The tears they go
But beauty never hides
I see this world
Through accepting eyes
Where beauty and tears collide
So I take this crown
And Scepter too
A history as strong as steal
And call on parents
From all the world
Pray broken hearts be healed
We know what’s right
What’s true and strong
Never needed schools to see
So let heaven shine bright
On my Quince day
And as John said,
“Let it Be.”
For More Quince Poems
Click On Tiffany Bag
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