On A Quiet, Summer Day
10 February, 2005
Author: ShyHeart
Why is it, when we have nothing else to say,
It is our hearts, that turn away
Still, full of feeling, yet, the words slip away
Like the gentle, breeze that never came
On a quiet, summer day
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| mommie2bratsus (65.148.233.74) -- Tuesday, March 1 2005, 06:39 pm one must be proud to share their love openly...sometimes words hurt,in the manner that they are used.. makes a heart close up...when all it has ever known and felt was love... |
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