Fay Slimm Poems

Close your eyes and gently walk
Down dreamy Memory Lane.
Now stoop to pick and smell the flowers.
Choose just short stays - or stay for hours!
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As the snowdropp sea of glistening white
Envelopes and amazes me, I, standing
Here in a woodland clearing think of mighty
Love. This waving scene of purity hangs
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(For the girls) - Scene - Bedroom.
Television On.

Who wants hot-rocking
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Can it be passion
That gives meaning to joy
Which results in emotions
Excelling in ardent employ?
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Cheeks dimpling
Two eyes gleam
Lips parting.
Baby's smiling.
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I am the way you see the world.
I prompt the thoughts you have every day.
Find me in your gasp of delight
When viewing dawn's sunrise, then I will stay.
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Dear God I am riting this to let you no
My Mom's coff got worse and she's just ad to go.
I dont no your E-mail but your everywhere
So sum angel will give it you God, cos you care.
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Too soon comes Autumn, as nipping the heels
Of unwary Summer, it stealthily seals
Small changes in heavily leaf-laden trees.
Summer fruits begin dropping, balanced astride
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Can love be wasted,
Erode with neglect?

Could it diminish
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Love is the composite
................ of many fine traits,
With finesse drawn from caring,
.....................by small acts
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