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He and She

Mr. Male, sat high in a tree. He can almost reach the sky. He looked up and longed to be free. So he stretched his long arms. Just to graze the clouds. All around gathered crowd's Just to watch Mr. Male Fail. So every morning with the birds He would stretch and the clouds would stir. He would reach as high as he could. The wind would blow but he with stood. Again gathered crowds. watch him reach clouds to see Mr.Male Fail. One day Mr. Male Yelled. For he could not reach! So with a great hur-umph Mr. Male Fell. As time passed the crowds left. Then there stood one, inch by inch she crept. with a soft voice she sang " Mr. Male just give it time and I will hold your hand in mine with love we will win and not play pretend" So she and Mr. Male took there time together they grew with each step they would climb. finally together they reached the clouds again there were crowds. with a great cheer the sky was cleared and there they stood she and Mr. Male as the sun and moon with no such thing as fail.

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Date: 1/23/2011 6:51:00 AM
The asngel shall reach out and touch, for he is now saved. I'm not religious Kristenna, but I sure love poems about angels, especially Dark ones....:)
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