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The Gift of the Flower
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The Gift of the Flower |
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atslanta Junior Member
since 2000-03-10
Posts 13 |
A Sun for Which I Have Sought Keep me oft in the warmth of the sun and I'll brighten your darkest room Quench my roots with the flow of your love and I'll grow in perpetual bloom Talk to me now, talk to me then, place me near in your rays, I am caught Basking in the light that is you and a sun for which I have sought |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
Dear Atslanta This is a lovely little poem. Nicely written. Poeminister "...no single sound too rude Upon thy slumber shall intrude, Our thoughts, our souls- O God above! In every deed shall mingle, love." --Edgar Allan Poe (from Serenade) |
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First__Knight Senior Member
since 1999-11-08
Posts 678 |
Very nice in deed |
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