No Title Needed Poem by gina prettybrowneyes
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Up
on
tip-toes
(like a
young bride)
to reach
my mouth
to his
brown curls
edge down
my back
(to meet his
hands on
my waist)
as I
lift
my
chin
and
then
there is nothing left to say
except that
today
is the first day of spring
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
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5/3/2024 12:22:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very charming. Celebrate the first day of spring while you still can, Gina. Warm regards, Sandra