Chloe
In the water is the mirrored image I see.
The true beauty is a reflection of me.
Thoughts that run through my mind are my beliefs that I cannot find.
Like the flowers that float in the water are my memories of Chloe my daughter. She's now an angel taken from me.
My sweet precious baby Chloe.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Constance La France~A rambling poet~"reflection"contest
Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2011
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