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Sitting on a Bench
Contributed by
HeartWhisperer
on
Thursday, 8th August 2002 @ 08:50:56 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Rising sun in the backround,
Rainbow coloured flowers in abundance.
On an oaken bench we sit,
Birds chirping in the distance.
We talk, laugh, and cry,
lost in each others words.
We enjoy this untouched beauty,
with rabbits, in little herds.
I wish you'd never leave,
this touching, little paradise.
An eternity we'll spend here,
you, me, and the field mice.
You say, "I must leave",
And I beg, "Please stay".
You smile that stunning smile,
"Maybe I will this Sunday",
I say this 'cause you know I care,
Dont think about cutting your hair.
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HeartWhisperer
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2002-08-08 20:50:56]
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Re: Sitting on a Bench
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by Jackee_line on
Friday, 28th March 2003 @ 01:35:36 PM AEST
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Awwww this was so sweet.
A fine write full of love. |
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