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Feb 21, 2007 8:45:16 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Feb 21, 2007 8:45:16 GMT 1
Never Have I Fallen
Your lips speak soft sweetness Your touch a cool caress I am lost in your magic My heart beats within your chest
I think of you each morning And dream of you each night I think of your arms being around me And cannot express my delight
Never have I fallen But I am quickly on my way You hold a heart in your hands That has never before been given away
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Mar 3, 2007 8:43:15 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 3, 2007 8:43:15 GMT 1
A Special World
A special world for you and me A special bond one cannot see It wraps us up in its cocoon And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold Gently nestling us to the fold Like silken thread it holds us fast Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break A new one forms in its wake To bind us closer and keep us strong In a special world, where we belong.
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Mar 6, 2007 8:34:20 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 6, 2007 8:34:20 GMT 1
A Friend's Greeting
I'd like to be the sort of friend that You have been to me; I'd like to be the help that You've been always glad to be;
I'd like to mean as much to you Each minute of the day As you have meant, old friend of mine, To me along the way.
I'd like to do the big things and The splendid things for you, To brush the gray from out your skies And leave them only blue;
I'd like to say the kindly things that I so oft have heard, And feel that I could rouse your soul The way that mine you've stirred.
I'd like to give you back the joy That you have given me, Yet that were wishing you a need I hope will never be;
I'd like to make you feel as rich as I, Who travel on Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to Lean upon.
I'm wishing at this time that I Could but repay A portion of the gladness that You've strewn along my way;
And could I have one wish this year, This only would it be: I'd like to be the sort of friend That you have been to me.
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Mar 10, 2007 8:24:39 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 10, 2007 8:24:39 GMT 1
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you, And share with you its beauty On the days you're feeling blue
If I could build a mountain You could call your very own, A place to find serenity, A place to be alone
If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea, But all these things I'm finding Are impossible for me
I cannot build a mountain, Or catch a rainbow fair, But let me be what I know best, A friend who's always there
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Mar 14, 2007 8:37:37 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 14, 2007 8:37:37 GMT 1
What Would Life Be
What would life be with out friends like thee I'll tell you, like no longer being free. Imagine what life would be so sad and blue To go through life without that special you.
And I know we live so far away Through the internet we are like castaways Never get to touch or hug you for this I only pray For some day I hope we can meet To hug and laugh and dance to the beat I know this would be a treat
For now this is all I see Is my good friend here with me Just think what life would be Without friends like thee
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Mar 14, 2007 9:16:01 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 14, 2007 9:16:01 GMT 1
Love Is ...
Love is the greatest feeling, Love is like a play, Love is what I feel for you, Each and every day, Love is like a smile, Love is like a song, Love is a great emotion, That keeps us going strong, I love you with my heart, My body and my soul, I love the way I keep loving, Like a love I can't control, So remember when your eyes meet mine, I love you with all my heart, And I have poured my entire soul into you, Right from the very start
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Mar 15, 2007 8:43:06 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 15, 2007 8:43:06 GMT 1
The Mouse Trap
Oh! mouse, Oh! mouse you didn't have to die You have made my heart ache now I must cry
I asked you once or twice to leave But now I can only mourn and grieve
You didn't want to cause me harm Only come inside to keep yourself warm
But hey little fellow you ate my bag And now you have made me lose my rag
You left me no option but to set a trap Your little life I had to zap.
Goodbye and God bless Mr Mouse I will see you one day in Gods house
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Mar 16, 2007 8:35:41 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 16, 2007 8:35:41 GMT 1
All the love that history knows, is said to be in every rose. Yet all that could be found in two, is less than what I feel for you.
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Mar 17, 2007 8:42:22 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 17, 2007 8:42:22 GMT 1
I had been hungry all the years; My noon had come, to dine; I, trembling, drew the table near, And touched the curious wine.
‘Twas this on table I had seen, When turning, hungry, lone, I looked in windows, for the wealth I could not hope to own.
I did not know the ample bread, ‘Twas so unlike the crumb The birds and I had often shared In Nature’s dining-room.
The plenty hurt me, ‘twas so new, Myself felt ill and odd, As berry of a mountain bush Transplanted near the sod.
Nor was I hungry; so I found That hunger was a way Of persons outside windows, The entering takes away.
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Mar 19, 2007 8:39:21 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 19, 2007 8:39:21 GMT 1
I Will Love You Forever
I love you so deeply, I love you so much, I love the sound of your voice And the way that we touch. I love your warm smile And your kind, thoughtful way, The joy that you bring To my life every day. I love you today As I have from the start, And I'll love you forever With all of my heart
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Mar 30, 2007 8:00:03 GMT 1
Post by The March Hare on Mar 30, 2007 8:00:03 GMT 1
Have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain: I have seen the lady April bringing in the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.
I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old chant of the sea, And seen strange lands from under the arched white sails of ships; But the loveliest things of beauty God ever has showed to me Are her voice, and her hair, and eyes, and the dear red curve of her lips.
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