On This Day
On this day....I share with you,
the promise of...my Love so true.
On this day...I promise you,
the faith, and hope...to see us through.
On this day.....I give to you,
a heart once broken...now beating true.
On this day....I share with you,
this poetry I write...because I met you.
Cheryl Ann Green
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| This Special Day | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| On This Day | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| Life's trials | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| If my Love were a season | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| Twins | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| The best gift of all | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Memories | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Do you ever wonder | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Sisters three | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Golden year | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| A Lasting Love | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
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