My love For You
I have no money.
I have no home.
All I have is what I own.
But in my heart,
I hold so near.
My love for you,
For you my dear.
It is more precious
Than any stone.
My love for you
Has grown and grown.
So let's take a journey
That only us two shall
forever know..
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Can I Keep You | 0 | 08/01/2009 |
| My love For You | 0 | 08/01/2009 |
| Picture's | 1 | 08/01/2009 |
| Sleep Babies Sleep | 0 | 08/01/2009 |
| My Mom's Hair | 0 | 08/01/2009 |
| Close At Heart | 0 | 07/29/2009 |
| My Writing | 1 | 07/29/2009 |
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