She is the wonderful one
Like children and fingerpainting
Lonely delicate dreams were hers until
She gave them to me
I am her wondrous one
I am her child with delicate familiar fingers
I paint and embolden our dreams
I am never alone and she is never alone
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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7 comments:
Very sweet poem. :-)
Thank you. Love your blog.
Awww, that was so nice. Made me almost want to have a baby, so that someone can appreciate me.....almost, LOL!
Oh yeah,
Thanks for stopping by my blog. Hope to see you around more often.
Peace
mommas girl, she had a gift in u
BTW thats me rawdawgbuffalo
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