The Second Day

Rating: 1.0

I miss you.
Like the flowers miss the morning dew.
Like the night sky miss the dawn's blue.
Like the desert sands miss November rain.
Like the lion cubs miss their father's mane.
Like my hands miss the feel of yours.
Like my ears miss your tales and lore.
I miss you.

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Herbert Nehrlich1 04 January 2005

Not original enough. You can do better by really trying to impress HER with the poem's versatility Hope you don't mind my words. Meant well. H

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