Different

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    Different

    When we first met
    I didn't know
    What to think
    Nut as the day
    Went on
    I began to
    Feel something,
    Something different,
    I saw something
    In you
    I have never
    Seen before then,
    Even though
    It would be
    Hard for most
    To see this
    In you,
    Somehow
    I do,
    I don't know
    What is it,
    I don't know
    If I ever will,
    But I want
    To see it again
    And I will be
    Awaiting the day
    I do!

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    icu2 commented on Different

    11-07-2009

    Hurry up and wait....well, it can often be worth it. .............good poem.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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