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S cared of the streets C an only imagine for now what it may be like A lone and out in the cold with no place to call home R oaming the streets fo..

O n the edge of homeless N o one to help and no where to turn T houghts are scattered like leaves in the wind H elpless and losing all hope E nd..

A battered wife I ran with my life Not sure of where I was going to So afraid of where I'd been Not looking back I ran as fast as I cou..

When my Cherokee mother died I danced in the circle of life At the Mohican Campgrounds It was the my first pow wow My sister and I looked into the..

Into your garden of dreams I saw a medicine wheel Stones carefully placed in a circle Arounda barren tree Lovely flowers selectively planted in th..

A tiny sparrow fell today I felt such sorrow As I walked along this path And then it dawned on me I, like the sparrow have fallen So harshly to t..

As I sat upon your couch You asked me how were things at home I never really answered you I said I'd tell you later But it seems we went our separ..

My search for you has now come to a close Ilooked for you in the places we use to go At Six Oaks and CC's Couldn't find you for the life of me... ..

I wonder is my poetry offensive to your ears For when your eyes were hungry to read It was all I had to offer you Besides me Your reply was that..

Amazed at the way you made me smile Blushing all the while Could my heart beat any faster? Am I headed for disaster? Darling, dare I fall in love w..