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Love became a word
That we used to describe
The way our hearts beat
The way our lives stood still
Among the other loving worlds around us.
Together was the way we walked
And talked and breathed and laughed
The way our hands were locked
Like a door against the crowd.
Tender became a word to explain
The way we felt about each other
The way I knew the power of your eyes
The way you understood my quiet introverted moods.
Sad became a word I used
To tell the world that you were gone.
The way I cried when you left.
The way I felt about you.
MEMORIES
by Alice E. Chase
Memories are made of things
That happen every day
Moments as we live them
Things we do or say.
Little bits and pieces
Of laughter mixed with tears
Paragraphs and pages
Written through the years.
The carefree days of childhood
The growing pains of youth
A few illusions shattered
In the endless search for truth.
The friendships we remember
Mistakes that we regret
The ending of a love affair
We never could forget.
Yes, memories are happenings
Each one a different kind
Each one a seperate chapter
That is printed on the mind.
We can't erase the sadness
Or edit out the tears
We can't undo the wrongs we've done
We can't relive the years.
But since memories keep building
Each day can be the start
Of making new and happy ones
To store within the heart.
Love Me
For you love me
Is my quest
Until you love me
My mind won't rest.
They say forget you
But how can I?
When the fact is the sight of you
Makes me cry.
The path of love is a lonely trail
I try to forget
But of course I fail...
Love me.
Why? is the question
Every girl asks herself
Why do I keep hangin on
When there's his somebody else.
Am I too young
To feel as I do?
I don't feel I am
Is your love? Are you?
The answer is simple
For me to redeem
What keeps me going
Is an everyday dream.
A dream that prepares me
Teaches me right from wrong
That says when you love me
I will be strong.
This glorious dream
Does clearly state
The answer to this world
The answer to this world
Is clearly not hate.
With this wonderous dream
I truly agree
Oh how I love you
Please love me.
At first my dream
Was only of you
But when I noticed the hate
In the world
I joined my dreams too.
I dreamed that the world
Is happy and free
And that my prayer had been answered
And you love me.
I love for the day
That I can see
It's side by side
I loving you, you loving me
Love me!
It's a Wonderful World
In spite of the fact we complain and lament.
And view this old world with much discontent,
Deploring conditions and grumbling because
There's so much injustice and so many flaws
It's a wonderful world and it's people like you
Who make it that way by the things that they do
For a warm, ready smile or a kind, thoughtful deed,
Or a hand outstretched in an hour of need
Can change our whole outlook and make the world bright
When a minute before just nothing looked right-
It's a Wonderful World and it always will be
If we keep our eyes open and focused to see
The Wonderful Things man is capable of
When he opens his heart to God and His Love.
Helen Steiner Rice
That Meaningful Kiss
He kissed me on the cheek,
That greeting kiss,
That friendly kiss,
He's my friend.
He kissed me on the lips,
That soft kiss,
That loving kiss,
He loves me.
He kissed me on the forehead,
That meaningful kiss,
That sincere and caring kiss,
He cares for, and about me,
I care for, and about him.
Clette
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