Brithday Poem by Andrea Szyhowski

Brithday



Each year we change,
Each year we grow,
Hearts hold,
secerts no one told.

Lost of love,
But never gone.
Each year we grow,
Each year we change.

Love in new form,
Love in new dorm,
Each year we age.
Each year on our birthday.

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Marina Nothing 24 January 2010

wow it a great poem, i very like it :)

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