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02-27-2005, 07:09 PM | #1 |
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The Bird Lady
The Bird Lady She feeds the birds From the bench in the park Her own private perch To watch the world go by The birds flock to her Accepting her offering Of sunflower seeds and corn Including her As a mother figure She feeds them… She feeds herself as well On mem’ries of love long past Lovers walk hand in hand Into a future that only they will know And the children play With an innocent Freedom unfettered By adult rules… Too young to contemplate life After a day in the park… The bird lady Has seen it all… A watcher without judgment On any life but her own The passing seasons Run together after a while Disappearing …just as she has Into the fabric of the familiar… The only ones that notice Are the birds ©2005 Susan D.
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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again, for now I find The phantom of the opera is there...inside my mind Christine/ Phantom Of The Opera Abondon thought and let the dream decend.... Point of No Return/Phantom Of The Opera You will forever remain the music And I…the song you sing |
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That Was Very Simple Interesting and beautiful
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Thanks, CS...
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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again, for now I find The phantom of the opera is there...inside my mind Christine/ Phantom Of The Opera Abondon thought and let the dream decend.... Point of No Return/Phantom Of The Opera You will forever remain the music And I…the song you sing |
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Beautiful Work
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Hush child I,ll tell you why you have Loved Me when you were weak you have given me unselfishly Kept you From Falling Falling everywhere But Your Kness you set me free to live my life you become my Reason To Survive The Great Divide you Set Me Free Ooh Our Love Is Beautiful Ooh isn,t This Beautiful Child It Seems You Have Been My Everything |
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