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| MY POEMS AND ALICIA'S PICTURES | |||||||||||||||||
| ALICIA SILVERSTONE |
In your arms is my safe place, The outside world vanishes in your embrace. Heaven is found in your kiss, The wonderful feeling I always miss. Now you have gone away, And every day I always pray. Some day you will come back to me, I will then forever be as happy as can be. Some memories may be beautiful. Some may be sad. Some may remind you of happiness And all the fun you've had. Some may remind you of school And all those books. Some may remind you of one of your teachers And her stern looks. Memories may be sad, or happy, or even blue. They may remind you Of a loved one in the past, Who wasn't very true. Some memories may be hidden deep inside, These are precious memories Between you and God. And in your heart they will reside. Some may be of your Dad Or of your Mother. Some may be of a sister And some may be of a brother. Some memories are keys That may open your heart. By bringing tears that make you feel As though you're tearing apart. They may remind you of loved ones Gone on before. But in your heart, you've kept them alive With memories of love and joy. Memories are a bridge Between here and there. Thank God for memories. We see them everywhere... | ||||||||||||||||
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My heart is failing, My body is weak. I am wailing, I cannot speak. I am all broken, I'm shot all to hell. No words can be spoken, To break this spell. I am a dying sun, I have sung my last song. Nothing can be done, To right what is wrong. I will cast off my strife, And slip away in the night. I shall leave this life, I shall walk towards the light. That Is Love I love you like I have loved no other. You may ask how I know I am in love, Well let me tell you what love is. When I am holding you in my arms, I feel content and peaceful, That is love. When we are together, I want to be nowhere else, That is love. When I do anything for you, Just to see you smile, That is love. When you are sad, I make you happy, That is love. When tears come to my eyes, When I think of you and him, That is love. When we kiss, And the world stands still, That is love. I love you. You are the one thing that can always make me happy. You know I love you, And yet you play games with my heart. I know you do not mean it, But each time you do it my heart grows weaker. | |||||||||||||||||
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You were a tiny gift from Heaven. You taught me more love than I ever knew. We made all kinds of plans..... And shaping our lives just for you. I was just as happy, As any woman could ever be. All because of...... The Angel inside of me. But I suffered more pain, Than words can ever say. Because God had plans, too, And He took you away. We never had a chance to give you a name. God did that you see. And now my arms are empty And ache to hold The Angel inside of me. Up in Heaven, there is a Special Choir Made up of little Angels. And there is a special place That only you can fill. and when we get there, You'll be singing for Daddy and me. And my heart will fill with pride as I say: | |||||||||||||||||
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