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I can admire your beauty, To which I must stare. Your chin, your mouth, your nose and eyes, All add to a face so fair. A single Red Rose is given from the heart to the one you L-O-V-E most. May we never be appart. By, Ashleigh Jane " A Friend " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. A friend, What is one of them? A person who will stick with you to the end, Someone with whom you have fun, Someone with a comfy shoulder, Which you can cry upon, Someone to make you laugh. Someone to make you smile, When you are down, Someone to make you, Learn never to frown. And as you are a friend, You will have to do these too, To stick with them until the end, And do the best you can do. So tell me, who is a friend? I'll tell you who! Isn't it obvious? It's YOU! " Special Occasion's " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. Lovely ladies, Little girl's too, Short and tall, Large and small, Gorgeous outfits made-to-measure, Choose a style at your leisure, Quality fabrics stitched with care, Exclusive clothes you'll love to wear, Exceptional value, made with speed, MsKatlee has all you need. " Does It Matter? " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. My Mother ask if I was lesbian? I asked her does it matter? She said no, not really I said Yes She said get out of my life I guess it mattered. My boss asked if I was lesbian I asked does it matter? She said no, not really I said Yes She said you're fired I guess it mattered My friend asked if I was lesbian I said does it matter? She said no, not really I said Yes She said Don't call me your friend I guess it mattered My Lover asked Do you Love me? I asked does it matter She said Yes I told her I Love You She said let me hold you in my arms For the first time in my life something matters My GOD asked Do you Love yourself? I said does it matter? She said Yes I said how can I love myself? I am Lesbian She said that is the way I made you Nothing again will ever matter. " Angel's " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. When I have no one to turn to And I am feeling kind of low, When there is no one to talk to And nowwhere I want to go, I search deep within myself It is the love inside my heart That lets me know my Angels are there Even though we are miles apart A smile the appears upon my face And the sun begins to shine. I hear a voice, so soft and sweet Saying,'Everything will be just fine' It may seem that I am alone But I am never by myself at all. Whenever I need my Angels near All I have to do is call. An Angel's love is always true On that you can depend. They will always stand behind you And will always be your friend. Though darkest hours and brightest days Our Angels see us through. You are one of my Angels. Perhaps I am one for you. " A Vision Of Reality " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. Horse's and pony's, cows and sheep roam here and about, Some with utmost beauty their is no doubt, In the distance, hills seem to beckon, Our feathered friends are in heaven, On each hilltop, trees make their mark, Even to be seen when its dark, On the ground, house's of moor granite glow, Streams through villages never ending flow, A variety of fields in between, No better sight that I have seen, Sky of blue, hot summer night's, Tranquility is my delight, Through my bedroom window I stand and stare, Its not a dream Its really there. " Living " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. All I need is what living takes Up in the mountains or amongst the lakes Down in the city or out by the sea Wherever it is that I may be. I am the summer breeze Rustling through the leaves The smell that wafts on over From playing in the clover. I am the oceanside Awash from the tide The waves that lap the shore Each comb with a tale of lands before. I am the bright blue sky The clouds that scud on by The winds that oftens blow And I'm everything below. All I need is what living takes Up in the mountains or amongst the lakes Down in the city or out by the sea Wherever it is that I may be. " Cloudburst " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. Years, like lightning, flicker on high. flashes of brilliance light up the sky. For one moment in time the night seems so clear what was once distant now touches from near. Memories, like the thunder which arrives at last, replay the events of days gone past. And the rumblings which you hear echoing, resonating in your ear are merely remainders of some prior year. Now I see no stars reflected in your eyes obscured as they are by glowering grey skies, and what visions you yet sustain are as a fulminated tree that crumbles black chalk and dissolves in the rain. " You " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. I want to fill these pages for you So that even when I'm not with you you can hear my voice and smell my perfume and see my face You may not think so But when your a sleep the silky slip of my shadow will slide under the sheets to be next to you To have you stroke my silky hair and keep me warm I am always with you when you begin to forget Let my words comfort your heart for I am part of you. " A Shy Smile " by Ashleigh Jane, London, England. I see your smile everyday you catch my stare and I turn away but a moment later I look again and again I feel that familiar pain. I want you here, now by my side but when you come close I run and hide There is no reason I don't know why All I know is that I need some time So if you wonder what I'm trying to say I wrote this poem to say 'I love you' An answer to: Where do our pets go when they die? TheRainbow Bridge story ...Author unknown... 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