VIVIAN
I can feel your presence and see you in my mind.
I was so little but my memories are not.
The crystal bear necklace I held dear to my heart.
The butterfly mirror with the beautiful song.
I talk to you everyday, but how I long to touch your face.
Your always there when I get stressed to show me that you care.
Thanks for still being my grandma even tho your not here.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Bradley | 0 | 08/10/2009 |
| Destiny | 1 | 08/10/2009 |
| "MOM" | 1 | 07/07/2009 |
| BEACHBALL | 1 | 07/07/2009 |
| THE NEED TO CHANGE | 1 | 07/07/2009 |
| THE PARENT | 2 | 07/07/2009 |
| CAN SHE?? | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
| "THE PALM TREE" | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
| "TO FIND ME" | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
| VIVIAN | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
| MYLIE | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
| BECKI | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
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