Heart and Soul
 

The heart is such a gentle thing
Reminiscent of the dove,
For when it is happy it will sing
Of beauty, of pleasure, of love.

The soul is deep and insecure
Full of agony and pain,
Harsh words and acts it must endure
From people's unkind distain.

This pain and shame I could take
And if needed I surely would,
If this humility should make
The bond between us good.

I would endure it and smile
Knowing it was all worthwhile.

Little one who springs with life
And sends my world a light...

jah je kan goed engels en goed gedichten schrijven hahah wordt engels lerares
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