Wishing

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    Wishing
    I have an ache for the loss of my father. I wish everyday that he would walk through the door and tell me he is proud of me.
    I know all the wishing in the world won't bring him back.
    He is in a better place now and I will see him again someday.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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    sharibear’s Poems (6)

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    Life 0 10/13/2009
    Unjust 0 09/21/2009
    Unanswered Prayers 0 04/01/2009
    Grace 0 04/01/2009
    Wishing 0 03/26/2009
    Angels Unaware 0 03/26/2009
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