Open Poetry #7 |
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That night |
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msstt Junior Member
since 2000-05-03
Posts 23Huntington,Ind |
The night was feary. And the air was dreary. And it all made me weary. And you asked me to marry. Wich made my eyes teary. It made so high. But I just gave a sigh. There would be no guess. For the answere was yes. And there on the spot. I feared not. For on this time, You will be become mine. And there will be no hault. To all the feelings I thought. And we then can go by the alters. Where I then can be Mrs Walters. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Tricia |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Tricia~ This is a sentimental little gift from your heart. Welcome to our family of Passionate Poets and Friends. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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