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Wednesday, February 14, 2007


   Poem for my Man

Casting glances at the picture frames
I trace the stains
Where the tears once fell.

The broken pieces
Now mended together
With such mastery
Has made me well.

Not a day goes by
That I no longer
Remember all the
Hurtfull things of the past.

He cleared my mind
And made sence of
The world that I
Knew to be violently vast.

He brought me to life
And made me whole again
Without a word
He gives me a heart to love.

He is the one I love
Like no other
Above my father and mother
Though they know not of.

He is the one
I have declared that
Will have my heart;
The one of my dreams

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