Font Color='#880000'Your Gift/Font Poem by David Zvekic

Font Color='#880000'Your Gift/Font

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Your gift to me
May oft' depart but not the sorrow.
Your gift to me,
Where hopes began; when life was happy.
So through the night, I wait the morrow,
That dawn might bring your smiles and know
Your gift to me.


-December 11,2005

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Theodora Onken 12 December 2005

Breath-takingly beautiful David!

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