Scarborough Gypsy

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Paris In Springtime - Poem by Scarborough Gypsy

We were blessed with an angel,
The day that she came,
Only a child so perfect,
Could carry her name,
I’d never imagined,
How precious she’d be,
Even now I’m amazed,
That she came from me,
They say Paris in springtime,
Is a magical place,
Like the beauty I see,
When I look at her face,
Pariss in springtime,
Is what they gave me,
I will love her forever,
And Eternity.

2005 - For my first borne, Pariss (spelt double 's') .


Comments about Paris In Springtime by Scarborough Gypsy

  • (4/27/2005 1:54:00 AM)

    your daughter sounds just as perfect as my son :) (Report)Reply

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  • (3/28/2005 1:43:00 AM)

    Hallo Cyst,
    What a lovely poem, it brought a tear to my eye. Pariss is a beautifull girl and was a gorgous baby, (just like you!) love Gill xx
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  • (3/23/2005 3:15:00 AM)

    A very touching poem.

    Philippa Lane
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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 21, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2005


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