lovely,To Love
A Poem by Deborah Shepard
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I lay in wonder, across the silent Celtic rue
Whilst thou some home to me? softly the eyes close as I reminisce again
As seen through ruins of within
To set my dreams afloat
I wounder what love could be about?
I shall my edearing one, my shadows play tricks upon each pons' sun
Following across the empty lace I set each meal with you gone
Will the trees bear fruit again some?
Life's funny with you in my arms I could still feel your smile
You came again to my door in my dreamscape, what door do I take?
Silhouetted hearth bring meadows alive
We use to run through green emerald skies
As children you kept me in hand
To hold me again , my heartsoul |
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© 2008 Deborah Shepard
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Added on August 6, 2008
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Deborah Shepardyelm, WA
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Deborah Shepard is a published author, poet and writer whose poems tell a story of dreams we have and the beauty of traveling in them to give us belief, hope, and life. Deborah s.. more..
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