Dale Mullock

Rookie - 3 Points (22/08/1977 / Ashton Under Lyne)

Words Of Warmth - Poem by Dale Mullock

Perhaps you have never been told,
that your heartbeat is a special treasure,
which cannot be bought or sold,
not with diamonds that are forever,
nor with a mountain of gold.
I’m not trying to be good or clever,
I just want you to see what I behold,
for you and my thoughts are together,
and I would even be so bold,
to say that no matter what the weather,
be it summer’s warmth or winter’s cold,
autumn’s leaves or even spring’s heather,
in my dearest memory; you I will always hold.

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Comments about Words Of Warmth by Dale Mullock

  • (5/25/2010 1:29:00 PM)


    good write dude, well done, very cleaver (Report) Reply

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  • (5/7/2010 4:45:00 PM)


    The more I read, the more I crave. I`m sorry to bombard you with comments but you use words and phrases not to mention wit.that I wish I possessed and think of. You are really good, in my opinion, anyway. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 7, 2010



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