This Poem by jerry hughes

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This is where she moves and breathes
and has her being
and thinks and reads and writes
and lives her secret inner life
and this is where she sleeps;
Where I now sit in staggered unbelief.

And this is where,
I wish it were not so;
And yet I wish it were,
if I could be here to comfort her.
This, is where she sometimes weeps.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivan Donn Carswell 10 April 2007

Beautiful, with masterly lyricism. Rgds, Ivan

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Alison Cassidy 09 April 2007

This is why I love you so. Your Allie Pie xxxx

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