Topic: Memories
Sharris's photo
Mon 07/07/08 11:09 PM
Memories

A vapor on the soft,
in the summer air.
Warm and filled with fragrance
filling everywhere.
Her touch was gentle, soothing.
Her voice a whisper, tears,
falling on the leaves around her
and pooling very near.
Her dress was made of silk
and quietly it moved.
Her skirt, atop the green, blade, grass
while gathering the leaves.
An evening in summer,
she walks and weeps for sad.
In the warm and gentle breeze
For memories she had.

Raine Les 7/7/2008

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Mon 07/07/08 11:10 PM
flowerforyou

texasgentlman's photo
Mon 07/07/08 11:14 PM
Tribute To A Woman
The love of a woman is something to behold.

More precious than silver.

More costly than gold.

Beauty and curves and a smell that's so sweet.

To A mans wanting eyes no greater a treat.

To have one to hold and to call all his own.

Makes him like a king sitting on his throne.

He will search the world asking god up above.

For that one woman.

That beautiful woman to love.

JodieNewby
Copyright ©2008 Jodie M Newby

Sharris's photo
Mon 07/07/08 11:24 PM

Tribute To A Woman
The love of a woman is something to behold.

More precious than silver.

More costly than gold.

Beauty and curves and a smell that's so sweet.

To A mans wanting eyes no greater a treat.

To have one to hold and to call all his own.

Makes him like a king sitting on his throne.

He will search the world asking god up above.

For that one woman.

That beautiful woman to love.

JodieNewby
Copyright ©2008 Jodie M Newby



Thank you, share more with us, please.
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texasgentlman's photo
Mon 07/07/08 11:26 PM
Blameless
Love, anger hate and shame

Makes me want to yell out

Some one's to blame

When my hand reaches out

To point at thee

To realize there,s three others

Pointing back at me

So I go to a mirror

What do I see

But the guilty party

Looking back at me

So in prayer my guilt

I give to god up above

He completely replaced it

With his sweet purest love



JodieNewby
Copyright ©2008 Jodie M Newby

Sharris's photo
Mon 07/07/08 11:33 PM

Blameless
Love, anger hate and shame

Makes me want to yell out

Some one's to blame

When my hand reaches out

To point at thee

To realize there,s three others

Pointing back at me

So I go to a mirror

What do I see

But the guilty party

Looking back at me

So in prayer my guilt

I give to god up above

He completely replaced it

With his sweet purest love



JodieNewby
Copyright ©2008 Jodie M Newby

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you should share this on your own page. You are quite deserving. Your work is very good.