When I hold your tiny body in my arms,
Your little fingers clasped so gingerly,
around my single digit.
When i see that smile, strangely aware,
Full of hope and mirth and promise,
You are a fountain of potential.
You are a lucky one, sweet wonder child,
You are blessed with a beautiful mother,
And a father who dreams big as stars.
And an uncle who writes silly words in rhyme,
Expect lots of computers, and all of my time,
Nephew, I love you, enjoy this world.
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So here is my last goodbye, and even now it kills me, but I will try i won't give up my own fight coz you never deserved me.
Ode to the people who were forgotten They were once loved and cared for Ode to their lives Everyday they hurt While in desperation for love and generosity.
I want to continue, Please, let me endure, I want to go on, abide. I wish to outlive the ocean tide. I mean to persist, remain, Try to Survive and to sustain.
What is your job. What do you do. I want to know everything about you. Who made those eyes. They're shining magical. I want to spend every minute with you!.
O Opuss, you lick an oeillade but rarely are refined. You inject a ruse but only to the untrained mind. This is not poesy. Rather, a pose.
Darkness fell, As did my heart. For we shall never be apart. Together, in life, we were bound, Until we ended in the ground. We did not imagine that fateful day, When our lives were taken away.
I stand here waiting,. Waiting your soft touch. Waiting that smile that says too much,. Your breath, slowly blowing me away,. Re-thinking the words you say,. But I know,. Your still here,.
So here is my last goodbye, and even now it kills me, but I will try i won't give up my own fight coz you never deserved me.
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