Poem -

When Someone is Special Enough

                                                                                       it is all in the way
                                                                                           that she does 
                                                                                  and the way that she is,
                                                                                            and the way
                                                                                           that she did ..
                                                                                   that made her so very
                                                                                         special to him ..
                                                                                 it is of course possible
                                                                                          if not likely then ..
                                                                                  he eventually, lost his
                                                                                            mind to her
                                                                                and sadly, so completely ..

 

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Being Me

Love, love, LOVE this!  Nothing like the feeling of loving someone and them loving you back. But when it all ends ... when it all dries up  ... ohhh ( insert sad face). Love this poem of thought, of deep reflection x

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Neville

Thanks again my very dear friend .. your comment makes the whole thing worthwhile x

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Marion

You have described perfectly the most wonderful feelings...to lose yourself so completely in another human being...hugs x

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Neville

thanks so much our M .. x

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