Howard Johnson Poems

A poem written for me :)

The wind is calling, Her breath cold and clear.
She is trying to tell me she is near.
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In the cementery
There I stood
I was afraid of ghosts
The night was calm
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The image built
Beyond the sleeping heart
Rythm sounds in the ringing bells
Reaches out and grabs.....
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In a moment
A look from you
And I fell from grace
A smile placed happily on my face
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Circumstances which originated
Attending portions of daily attention
The greatness of majesty give
Thoughts directed to some of
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Do you ever
Wonder why?
Silence sits
Coiled and posied
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In Spring
A warmth came
I cannot explain
A day so special that
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There are certain themes
The intrest in them can be all asorbing

There are certain ideas
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Cold sits
And speaks every faint whisper
Carves its name in uncovered
Fingers and toes
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I know you
Life caged within my world
Dim light provides a hiding
For evel shadows
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