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Pitter Patter Pitter Patter
Drops fall upon us
That rainy day I met her
As we both sat on that bus

Amber strands against Ivory
With the voice of an angel
In her there is no question what I see
Oh what is that I hear a bell

Six years past
Thats how long till I saw her again
Much like the reward of some epic quest
Our hearts could barely contain

One more year and we were wed
As our hearts flew like kites
It was said
Just how beautiful she looked in white

Four more
And there is a kid
In a way it was just like lore
But noone ever had quite what we did

Sixty-sixth to a year
And now to one place my love I send
And with each new tear
I know it is not long till my end





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Grand Master V said...
Sept. 10, 2009 at 8:08 pm
Ohh this is well done Anthony. I like reading quick lil poems like this. Sad but good.
 
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