I Send You
I send you my wishesI send you my luck
I send you all these things
just because
I see the truth
deep within
and I am very
Proud to say that
I'm your kid.
I Send You
I send you my wishesA 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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