Three Tears of Pain – craft poem

Three tears of pain

I give to gain

The power of three

I give them of my own accord

To help with history’s discord

A golden apple seed

The tears belonged to me

Disperse the atoms of hurt

From those who pain want to see

Understand this land

Remains protected

By Natures’s charm

I invoke the power of three

Protect and bring harmony

Gained in tears already paid

Upon this land

With love laid

Thank you for all that I can visilize

And for the beautiful land beyond my eyes

Blessed be the power of three.

The End.

by Samantha unextraordinarybint Harris