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Sunday, March 25, 2007


poem
In the cold night
I sit and think
Of night long past
And days that I wish I could still hold

Like the winds song
I cry when none look
So I may moan my loss of you

When I shut my eyes
And the rain kiss my cheek
I think of you
And how you gave me a hope

Dancing my bay mare
Run free
My rose lady
My beautiful star

Don’t let them look you down
Show them
That the dirty little girl
Is something special

In the sun
I hold my head up and do not look at you
For your out of my fingers
Like the setting sun

In the mist of night
I dream of running
With the tall grass at my ankles
And wind in our wings

In the cold dark
I think of you
My lady of roses
My fallen star

In the night I cry
For my fingers cant have you
And my mind is over run
With no one to

My star
For give thee
For I did my best to keep my home
And to have your soul
In my fingers
But it happen to not be so
So I cry my fill in the shadows of the night
As the rain gently kiss my cheek

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