Looking For A Poem
(1/13/2005 7:34:00 PM)
Through your eyes, I can see your heart.
All your love, hurt, and deepest thoughts.
From the touch of your fingertips, your words I can hear.
Your laughs, secrets, and biggest fears.
By the way you smile, I can feel your mind.
All your doubts, cares, and greatest finds.
Through you, I know the real me.
My triumphs, faults, and everything I'm supposed to be.
Deja Maree Still
I heard a tapping at the window
then a knocking at the door.
I hear footsteps on the stairs.
Then whispers in the hall.
I hear a squeaking of the door.
Then the crackling of the floor.
I hear the noises fade away
then I hear no more.
I just recently found these and was quite impressed, as she's my daughter.
hope this helps
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