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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.  ~Paul Val�ry
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.  ~Carl Sandburg
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.  ~Thomas Gray
Poetry is not always words.  ~Audrey Foris
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.  ~Edgar Allan Poe

 

Precious Child
2003-12-05 - 2:04 p.m.
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Precious Child

Close your eyes, my precious little child

Dance your way across the midnight sky

Frolick freely with the unicorns and sprites

And dream sweet dreams in your head tonight.

Cast your gaze upon the meadow there

Full of daisies to place in your hair

Spread your wings, float with the bees

Sip the nectar, flit amongst the trees.

See that forest, there up ahead?

Pretend the moss floor is your soft bed

The night sky your blanket, a pillow of stars

Let Pegasus show you the Milky Way and Mars.

Close your eyes, my little precious one

Slip away quietly and enjoy your fun

I shall be here when you finally awake

With hugs and kisses, I will await.

�Raven

[yet another poem specifically for my daughter:)]

raw || truth
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Past Memories:

2006-01-13 - Fear In My Skin
2006-01-10 - The Moon - Our Silent Audience
2005-12-14 - Promise
2005-12-11 - Pure Bliss
2005-08-31 - In This Grave