Where is it...
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Where is it...
Its the laugh of a newborn, the first rays of light, the smile of a loved one, and stars late at night. Its in watching the sunset, with the one you adore, its spoken of in stories, but less in real life any more. If you look its all around, not hidden, just ignored, its bright as light of angels, as sharp as any sword. It will warm you as the sun, make you light as any feather, and if you find it pure and true, it'll stay with you forever. |
Submitted on 2006-10-22 09:07:51 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| I like your poem, it is well written and gives hope for us who have lost faith in watching the sunset with others. good job. | Posted on 2006-12-24 00:00:00 | by gjenkins | [ Reply to This ] | I'll take Katana's standpoint once again. Man, I've been talking to her too much. (Just kidding, Katana.) But she's right. | ...I believe the word is 'idealist.' You're not the only one around here, Lou. Keep it up. --crimson echo | Posted on 2006-12-08 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ] | I believe this poem speaks of Joy, and it is marvelous! It is well crafted, and tells a wonderful story! Well done, Lou! | | Posted on 2006-11-26 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ] | It's love and it can be found in anyone. You just have to nurture it into life and it will be the best thing in the world that you can have. You're most prized possession. | Katana | Posted on 2006-10-29 00:00:00 | by Katana Ryoko | [ Reply to This ] | You rhyme very well. I love it! | | Posted on 2006-10-29 00:00:00 | by Shmagoogle | [ Reply to This ] | |
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