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Friday, 12 September 2003
A Wandering
One day I went a-wandering, to where I do not know.
And when I went a-wandering,
I was looking high, and low.
What was i looking for? You ask.
I replied I do not know.
But what I found was priceless,
like a rose upon the snow.
Then what was it that i found? You asked.
So determined that you know.
Well, I replied, I found a wanderer,
wandering to and fro.
And together we went a-wandering,
and through the world we'd go.
And together just the 2 of us,
found the best thing don't you know.

Posted by poetry/worldpeace at 12:56 PM MDT
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Sunday, 24 August 2003
flower of love
love is like the blooming flower, growing more beautiful by the hour

beware the flowers for when they bloom , it is soon after they meet with doom

for a flowers life is as fleeting, as the kiss in the chance meeting

its life is rendered much to short, so take care, not to make sport

of that lovely lonely flower which shall die within the hour


Posted by poetry/worldpeace at 7:07 AM MDT
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Sweet Dreams
let us say goodnight so sweetly

that our dreams may be as sweet

take my love, my kiss tonight

and keep them safe throughout this night

that come the morn, when trumpets sound

then with you still, they will be found

for all worry will be diminished,

and come the dawn when dreams are finished

then our love will safely be, on the

pillow next to thee.


Posted by poetry/worldpeace at 6:51 AM MDT
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Never Mine
I THINK ABOUT IT SOMETIMES, WHEN THE NIGHTS ARE LONG.
I DREAM ABOUT IT SOMETIMES,WHEN I HEAR THAT CERTAIN SONG .
IT'S TRUE I HAVE NO RIGHT, TO WANT TO SEE THE TIME.
BUT THE TRUTH IS THIS,IT WAS NEVER MINE.

WHAT IS THIS THING YOU ASK? THAT HAS ME SO UNDONE.
IT ISN'T LOVE, OR MONEY, NOR IS IT MOON,OR SUN.
IT'S NOTHING YOU COULD KNOW, NOT DULL, NOR DOES IT SHINE.
BUT IT'S VERY REAL TO ME, THOUGH IT WAS NEVER MINE.

I CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT IT IS, THOUGH I KNOW YOU WANT IT TOO.
BUT IT BELONGS TO NO ONE, NOT TO ME, AND NOT TO YOU.
BUT I KNOW ONE DAY I'LL FIND IT, AT THAT TIME I'LL KNOW THE SIGN.
BUT I WILL NEVER TOUCH IT, BECAUSE IT WAS NEVER MINE.








Posted by poetry/worldpeace at 6:46 AM MDT
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Saturday, 23 August 2003
Whispers
And again you are gone?
Like a whisper in the night.
And the soft words you whispered,
feel so very right.
But still I wonder,
how this can be?
That any man,
could be loving me.

Posted by poetry/worldpeace at 6:38 AM MDT
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Hope
a kiss so sweet, a lovers kiss i wish to feel a kiss like this.

and if i have this wish, i wish, that lovers kiss, the one i miss.

let my love, be one so sweet, and each kiss a step towards when we meet.

my love and i, apart so far, it's as if i were moon, and he were star.

let kiss, and love create romance, see if you can, let's take the chance.

to see if love may take to wings, and write the tune our hearts will sing

and while our love is in this flight, may it take us away
from others sight, and we shall be alone this night.

now kiss me once before i die, and end this dream with lovers sigh


Posted by poetry/worldpeace at 6:37 AM MDT
Updated: Sunday, 24 August 2003 7:04 AM MDT
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