My Special Angel I went to her one winter day, Her spirit and heart asked me to stay. She is here surrounded by my affection, Just seeing us together requires no investigation. The breezes flowing through the trees Are here for us and they do appease. The brilliant sun rises because we are here. We... Sign in to see full entry.
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I am a Vietnam Veteran of eighteen months and twenty three years in the U.S. Air Force who writes poetry. I sell my five hundred poems on cd's. My poetry is of lifes joy and termoils. I have written five hundred poems in four years and have recieved multiple accolades. You will enjoy my works due to the care and the emotions that I have created. Please enjoy yourself as you flow through my writeings. Writing Poetry is like Painting with words. "Robert Louis Stevenson:. Thank you for your reading my work.
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