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| Untitled 13 A field of flowers A field of dreams A field of fun Maybe we can find This field together 8-2-91 |
| Untitled 14 My poems are short and sweet and to the point So what if I can’t write a 50 line ode to you 8-2-91 |
| Untitled 15 You’re my heart I’m your soul And together united We are one 8-2-91 |
| Untitled 16 A small and dejected girl sits in the dark by herself She weeps hot, bitter tears She knows not where everybody it Will she ever understand? Who will explain? Not I, for I wouldn’t be able to bear The pain of her weeping heart 8-21-91 |
| Untitled 17 A gentle breeze caresses a face A face that is alone One who hasn’t known love A tear slowly falls For all it has missed The breeze carries the tear away For the face will know Love in a few days 1-17-92 |
| Untitled 18 Color gently rains Washing away pallor I stretch to catch the drops They fall in my cupped hands When my hands are full I drink the rain Slowly a smile appears Along with a blush 1-17-92 |
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