The FourteenthA Poem by Allen SmucklerThe heart is ever so fragile...be careful, handle with care- ars
My heart is like a fervent candle shrine, hoping you will someday, somehow be mine; short and sweet and thoughts like a neon sign, inner beauty and outer warmth divine; your kindness
and tenderness so benign, the light you radiate ‘comes a design; the hope you give me will never decline; if you, Sunshine, will be my valentine.
© 2013 Allen SmucklerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAllen SmucklerSarasota, FLAboutI'm a poet, a singer, a peaceful gunslinger.. looking to share my poetry..and a little bit of me...if I dare I 've been writing since I was 18.... am slightly older now, and still trying to fin.. more..Writing
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