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Your eyes follow my every step, Making sure I'm okay, Keeping me safe through danger, Sheilfing me when I am weak, Thank you God, For watching ov..

Up high in the sky, Smiling down on me, Like a puff of smoke, Billowing high, Encircling me, From head to toe, Clouds, Up high in the sky.

Why do we putcertain words together, Like pretty and good, They are nothing alike, Yet they make sense, Words, Poetic, Confusing.

Some call it rude, Others think I'm sad, When I don't talk, They find it boring, But that's just me, I'm a quiet person, Shy.

For Ricky when we were together

I love to play drums and they make me feel this way

another poem for Ricky

written for my ex-boyfriend Ricky

I love the light!

Alexander Stering Writing