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Romantic Verse |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA 
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Thank you, Lord, for making Heaven the color of her eyes For the blueness that I look into is the color of the skies, And thanks again for making the dove the color of her skin And for painting the sunrise with the glow of her early-morning grin. Thank you, Great One, for making the sun the color of her hair For the texture and the softness that I find beyond compare, And for giving the warm, mid-summer breeze the softness of her touch. All these wonders of nature you created from the one I love so much. Thank you, sweet Lord, for giving angels the purity of her face And for giving the larks her happiness and the wind, her warm embrace, Her brilliance to the peacock, her tranquility to the sea And thank you, Lord, most of all for giving her to me. [This message has been edited by Balladeer (edited 02-06-2000).] |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Beautiful! I'm sure she cried when you read this to her...your poems should be read aloud you know...there's a depth and feeling that only when spoken aloud can the soul truly be touched.  |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Sir Balladeer, Only the best for a gentleman. Let me be the first on this one to say BRAVO! Another masterpiece for your collection. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ok, where can I sigh [Freudian slip] sign up when you need someone to take her place? ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
though my eyes are hazel and my hair more the color of a sunset, i still loved your poem, as always  ------------------ one night at the airport...Childhood Memories...eight short weeks...your countenance...hoarse whispers...My One and Only...Tribute to M.J... serving wench...the mistress...stolen hours... devotion...Master...apart... |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Again, Revered Elder, you are the Master. ------------------ Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings? DreamEvil© |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Beautiful..the woman who this is about is extremely lucky. ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "It's a crazy thing, fate has perfect wings..."-Deanna Carter |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Actually, I wrote it for my labrador retreiver but thank you for the kind comments. Sunshine, can you play fetch? [This message has been edited by Balladeer (edited 07-21-99).] |
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Cinderella Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 152Arizona |
Only a retreiver would have an early morning grin For most of us would like to just roll over like a dog and go to sleep again!  |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Balladeer...another beautiful piece of work, and would a woman be so fortunate as your dog to have a piece of work like this written about her...she would be truly lucky. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
fetch is what I do best, my master to appease but watch out, for sometimes I come with mud, and dirt, and fleas. Right back at you, Balladeer! ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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