Short Poem No.2A Poem by Kermit Gildersleeve
I have neither seen her eyes,
Nor felt her hair, Yet I miss her, As though she were there waiting for me at home. © 2011 Kermit Gildersleeve |
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1 Review Added on April 10, 2011 Last Updated on April 10, 2011 AuthorKermit GildersleeveIndianapolis, INAboutI am a young writer. I seek passion, and a revival of old ways and sensibilities. I am in love with a muse, and Worship an Infinite and triune God. more..Writing
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