You Poem by Robert W. McCarthy

You



As the sun rose
I awoke from my sleep
Thinking thoughts that are dee
Sky is so blue
The look in your eyes
Is like grass with morning dew
A little sparkle is always there
That is what i think of you

Sunday, June 22, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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