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Deborah Leah Krempa
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Walking In The Rain
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Walking in the rain with you Is something I love to do Everybody's watching us Theythink that we're in love I don't know a lot about roman..
Day Dreamer
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Day Dreamer Reading, writing and arithmetic Sometimes school makes me feel sick Sitting at my desk Wondering if I'll pass the next test The t..
Get Well Soon
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Sorry to see you so sad and blue Hope youget wellsoon I know sometimes It's hard to smile When your under the weather Just remember Thing..
The Artist\'s Pallet
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
The Artist'sPallet T he artist's pallet holds an array of colors H olding his brush in hand he paints a lovely picture E nticing the world with..
I\'ll Be There For You
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
I'll be there for you That's what everybody said At the funeral parlor I'll be there for you Now that he's gone That's what they said We..
Even The Angel\'s Cry For You
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
(please don't drink and drive)
Dream With Me
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Dream With Me... D arling come dream with me R each out and catch a falling star E nchanted evenings spent dreaming together you and I A tapes..
Life Is Too Precious To Waste
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
(Please don't drink and drive) I wrote this describing my feelings since my son was killed by a drunk driver just one year ago.
Beyond The Door
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Beyond the door... B eckoning me beyond the door it seems as though E yes are watching me... Y ou just never know what evil may lurk O utside ..
Reflections
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Reflections I reach out and pull you back As you slowly seem to be slipping away Into a river of tears Can you see our reflection In these de..
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