sandra geisell

Rookie (january third 1990 / lebadon, ohio)

Warning To The Young - Poem by sandra geisell

dont clime to high dont run to fast love is an illness
nothing but a game they play with the heart.
dont fall in without someone
to pull you up my dear this game we play
is not without fear

we love and we fall
we dont and we are
struck as lonely after all

a kiss is a small hole to alow them in
a hug is the same.but dont pul up an iron
gate dont turn and leave them without a name.

stone is a hollow thing my dear and it stays
in one place never moving.dont be stone dont
stay here but dont run away in fear
as his gaze rest apon your oh so beautiful eyes
.please sit and listen to these words oh so wize.

love is a thing that brings
both missery and happieness the missery can be
as preety as a small white dove as the happieness
a beautiful sunset upon the water as long as u dont
fall to fast my dear
my love i will not always be here to catch you if you fall

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 26, 2008

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