Clown In The Moon

My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.

by Dylan Thomas

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Great poem
Thank you all for your comments on this poem and is from true sincerity in my heart for a wonderful poet and kind caring lady.
I, too, consider Sandra a friend. She always has kind comments about my poems and I really enjoy reading her poetry. Nice tribute. Well written.
A beautiful dedication to remarkable woman. I too adore Sandra and love reading her poems covering many topics. She reminds me of life and to live. Never blame yourself for what is done for we all have done wrong somewhere in our lives. Thank You
A sincere apology and a lovely tribute indeed
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