Shaneka Taylor Poems

Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that sleeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that weeps
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The agony of not being with him
The pain of not feeling his touch
But just to hear his voice when he calls is something to me
His love I can feel in my heart
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There's a burn here
And a burn there
Burn on
Burn me everywhere
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The story was told
On a night that was cold
Of the birth of our King
The angel's did sing
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How sweet the sound of the word Mother
Like a gentle breeze there is no other.
A Mother teaches us so many different things.
She shows us all the joy and love that life brings.
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My hope for tommorrow is filled with sorrow
Getting fused at day after day.
Sometimes I wish it was the old time way.
Parents giving you the blues.
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Slowly drifting in the middle of the ocean blue
My mind thinking constantly of visions of you.
Dreams so vivid it seems you're really here.
In my heart your presence is always there.
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He is something special to me and I will love him 4 eva! !

He gets all my attention
I can't get enough of his addiction
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Getting things done
Goin home on my way to get some
Just sittin there
Moving closer toouching everywhere
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