Memories
We take our family memories one by one the things we have said, the things we have done, Some bring a smile, so bring a tear most of them they wont disappear , We have a book of memories its not upon a shelf its locked deep within our hearts the key we keep ourselves.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Revolting Damage | 0 | 09/20/2009 |
| Help She Cried!!!! | 0 | 09/20/2009 |
| The knock out!!! | 0 | 09/20/2009 |
| Memories | 0 | 09/20/2009 |
| The wayI feel | 0 | 09/20/2009 |
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