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Friday, April 29, 2005


Poem time!
Ya, I have nothing much to say about today, except that I am getting 5 disposable cameras developed for a scrap book me, John and Victor are making for Victoria for when she moves away. I know it ha been a long time since I have posted a poem so here is one.


A stolen glance
A special word
Something’s we’ve said
And things we’ve heard

A whisper of truth,
A shout of lies
A spark of light
It slowly dies

Something new
And something old
Being shy
And being bold

Hoping, wishing
Waiting, praying
Tossing, turning
Screaming, burning

I know the last stanza doesn't really match the rest, but I thought is was the way to end the poem. C ya!

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