Kirsty Sharman Poems

Poem written for a funeral of someone special, who's spouse also died a month previous, he left the living to be with the love of his life. Poem read as though it was husband reading it to his wife.

love is something that can not be touched, nor bought nor sold
love is something that never fades as you grow old
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I watch you at night, only when you sleep
I watch you at night, so safe I want you to keep

Your dreams will take you, where I can not go
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