Sorry
The right of a months love passes
Each day the thoughts
From above make are days
Each others presence
Make are happiness
I am so sorry
For the days
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Lust By Thy Beauty | 0 | 03/25/2010 |
| Sorry | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
| MY GRATTITUDE | 2 | 10/19/2009 |
| Dont leave | 5 | 10/10/2009 |
| LOVE | 5 | 08/19/2009 |
| Friendship | 1 | 07/13/2009 |
| Poetry | 1 | 07/13/2009 |
| Days | 1 | 07/13/2009 |
| Happiness | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| Moment 2 | 0 | 05/24/2009 |
| GRAVITY | 0 | 05/24/2009 |
| moment | 2 | 05/19/2009 |
| The moments in are lives. | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
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