Linda I. Weischedel

Rookie (September 20 1967 / Philadelphia, PA)

Linda I. Weischedel Poems

121. And I Opened My Eyes 12/22/2007
122. 2 Myself I Said 11/9/2007
123. Writers Block 1/28/2008
124. {{{ A Manic Phase }}} 12/13/2007
125. About You 8/27/2007
126. A Beautiful Thing 8/23/2007
127. {{ 4 You Dad }} 8/21/2007
128. {{{ A Perpetual Love 4 You }}} 12/24/2007
129. {{{ How I See Our World }}} 1/11/2008
130. {{{ A Special Fish For Me? }}} 8/27/2007
131. Bipolar Am I 8/21/2007
132. {{{ Your Love Inside }}} 1/23/2008
133. {{{ A Bipolar Thought }}} 11/14/2007
134. {{ 1-800 Number 2 Heaven }} 12/5/2007
Best Poem of Linda I. Weischedel

{{ 1-800 Number 2 Heaven }}

Don't think for one minute I don't miss you,
because you know Momma,
I truly do.

I look at your picture and just stare,
knowing that I am here and you are up there,
my world seems so desolate, boring, and bare,
no other up and coming friendship will never ever have
the chance to compare.

Many times within the day I fight off being sad,
I focus and remember all the outstanding
fun times you and I had,
you completed so many thoughtful gestures
that sure made me awfully glad,
are you happy to be reunited with Daddy,
and your Mom and ...

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His Beautiful Soul

I love you more than life itself,
I have never been in love like this with anyone else.
You tell me to always be me,
whatever I may be thinking you allow my
inner thoughts to be free.
You didn't try to seduce me just to lure us into your bed,
you never used deceitful tactics to play with
my heart, or toy with my head.
Your the Gentleman that makes my life worth living,

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