Tribute
10 February, 2003
Author: Dave
I was but an empty canvas colour free and lost
The path I followed was a mess
Jumbled and criscrossed
Then you came along one day,
Palate in your hand, you painted what I am today,
you painted something grand.
I owe you more than you might expect
For you changed me through and through
And although my mood is sometimes gray
Natty, I love you.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| LinzAy (64.12.96.6) -- Saturday, March 15 2003, 02:33 am aw! sweet poem! |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Tuesday, March 25 2003, 02:38 am Great poem. It reminds me of what parents do to children. Nice writing! |
| Dave (203.51.243.26) -- Tuesday, March 25 2003, 06:53 am Natty is my ex girlfriend, of 2 years. Hmm you should see the breakup poem, but i lost it... |
| barb (66.46.241.58) -- Tuesday, March 25 2003, 10:32 pm I liked this very much god writing |
| barb (66.46.241.58) -- Tuesday, March 25 2003, 10:34 pm good writing I mean Ha |
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