Poems by me

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It is a simple faith,

a young child's face, 

some things in life are

Curly hair, despair, dark eyes,

 gentleness, quietness, laughter,

remember to breathe, 

my heart is with people like these.

Music and dance, 

we pray it is not chance,

love, friends, people caring, 

the kisses we are sharing.

A living memory of a past life,

your hands intertwined, 

my sorrow and his pain, 

sweet and gentle,

a silent shadow, 

smile and mirth, 

our crescendo.

Hold my hand, take it and care

my love, we are here.