' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' To The Edge Of Her(A Day After The Day Of Your Birthday Poem) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' To The Edge Of Her(A Day After The Day Of Your Birthday Poem)

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I tiptoed up
to the edge of her

sleep

an ocean of her
stretching to

an horizon.

A smile
like a seal

set upon
her lips.

A dream
held her

to itself

guarding the secret
of her

mystery.

I tiptoed away
from the edge of her

sleep

the little waves
of her

breaking about my feet.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Onelia Avelar 27 November 2009

Very fine tender poem...once poets used to write with quill pens...seems so beautiful and romantic - are you sure that you do not have one old fashioned quill pen to write tender poems for your beloved Jan or just to tickle her while sleeping :)

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Ruth Walters 22 November 2009

blissful sleep....sshhh you'll wake her.....she'll wake soon enough Ruthie: o)

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Dónall Dempsey

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Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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