You knew what I liked, how to make me laugh;
your compliments I did bask;
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Their eyes that were once soft blue pools of love,
Esteem and trust
Could land softly and float freely above;
Now they’re
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Fine Wine …..
Circumstance might have brought you here
But I'm so sorry, you just don't belong my dear,
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Cleaning Again
By K. Woodward
LINT, hair, dust, and little bitty strings,
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Her young eyes; once soft blue pools of love;
Where trust floated safely in gentle rocking above;
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Circumstance might have brought you here
But I'm so sorry,
you just don't belong my dear,
but don't fret or be sore,
...