I Am Here

July 22, 2010
By joeliespoetry SILVER, East Hampton, New York
joeliespoetry SILVER, East Hampton, New York
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Can you see me

When you gaze at the stars,

When the wind whispers,

Cold on your cheek.



Do you hear me

While the trees croon?

While the clouds billow,

Quickly drifting away



Can you feel me

When the dry leaves rattle,

And the sky turns blue,

So the sun is seen?



Because I do.

For you.



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