"Emi"

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"Emi"

Emily is like the bluest sky
Her eyes are filled with life
She lives to help the downtrodden
Relieve their burden and strife.

Pure is the heart she was given
And true is her will
Always has love for small blessings
Even when life is a bitter pill.

Cheer is the voice
That pierces the night
And long is the mission 
She has in sight.

Friend till the end 
Steady and true.
These are the virtues

Friends love about you.
 


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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

Morris’s Poems (64)

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UNILLUMINATED 0
DARKNESS 0
Beggars Lament 0
CLARITY 0
DARKNESS 0
HEART SONG 0
Told U! 0
The Forgotten 0
Innocence 0
Welcome 1
Nevermore 1
Majestic 0
Strength 0
The Good Heart 0
Lights 0
"Emi" 0
Time 0
Nearly Lost 0
The Promise 0
Lone 0
Grace 0
Solitude 0
Free 0
Moon 1
Tragedy 0
Dreamer 1
Foreboding 1
Escape 2
My Girl 1
Awaken Sweet One (G) 1
VOID 0
Behold 0
Future Past? 0
Random 0
Vision 0
SAY WHAT? 0
TRUTH. 0
IMAGINE 0
SHADOWS 0
CRYIN FOR YOU 0
"I" 1
BEFORE 0
MAESTRO 2
MY DOG 1
ETERNAL LIGHT 0
LIFETIME 0
Rhythm of Time 2
SPORT OF LIFE 2
Sign Of The Times 7
FADE 8
SHELL 2
Requiem For Life 2
MIDNIGHT 1
Light in Heavan 4
Nightmare 1
Why 12
INSANE 3
End Lust 0
FINAL ILLUSION 1
Tactician 0
Lonely 0
Atheist 3
Toe Jam 8
CHOOSE 3