On This Day
On this day....I share with you,
the promise of...my Love so true.
On this day...I promise you,
the faith, and hope...to see us through.
On this day.....I give to you,
a heart once broken...now beating true.
On this day....I share with you,
this poetry I write...because I met you.
Cheryl Ann Green
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| This Special Day | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| On This Day | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| Life's trials | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| If my Love were a season | 0 | 03/24/2010 |
| Twins | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| The best gift of all | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Memories | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Do you ever wonder | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Sisters three | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| Golden year | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
| A Lasting Love | 0 | 03/23/2010 |
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