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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Searching With tired eyes I scanned Every book and letter Trying to find what would fulfill My eternal happiness Nothing there with your name Scripted on the page I started to feel my efforts were in vain Though I couldn't stop Before finished Forcing my sight on the last shelf and row Where at last I found it The book you wrote for me The letter slipped inside it Yellow, ripped, wearing thin I picked it up so carefuly, Afraid it might break, So frail, And held it in my hands for hours Knowing it was mine once more. |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
Beautifully written ... not often I can read and feel sad and happy all in the same breath  Rex}<{{{{o> |
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