Charlie Youdonneedtaknow Poems

She is a blossom on the tree of life,
a vibrant splash of the purest white.
She is none but the winds wife,
soaring as high as any kite.
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The wind brushes through the trees above.
The birds chirp their pure soft song.
My thoughts sail the lake as a dove,
the day is quiet and pleasantly long.
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We’re just on the edge of knowing,
and god knows where we're going.
The cold winds are a’ blowing,
and the clouds are always snowing.
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What’s so great about 42?
Vague beyond our comprehension,
the feelings I feel towards you,
lead to life's lovely tension.
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You're so confounding,
just when you smile.
My soul is sent resounding.
Another want on the pile.
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