the gift
!when i think of her it's as if
i've received a gift
the excitement and the anticipation
of her parade
and the life she has made
come alive in me
i think of those days sunning by the river
and kisses so deep
she can see into my dreams
!
the gift
!LeslieMay commented on the gift
10-09-2011
10/09/2011
gmcookie commented on the gift
04-30-2011
10/09/2011
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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