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Jennifer Bierbaum Poem
I watch the clouds
Curling in the sky
Taking on new shapes
Reflecting on my eyes.
I smile, feel the wind,
pass on through me,
It's gonna take me away
Carry me out to sea.
You're laying next to me,
You will not get up.
I sit and pet your hair,
Your eyes are shut.
I wish they would open
But you're far off gone.
I wish you could see this,
See my sweet song.
Maybe if it's loud,
And flys on up there,
Maybe you can hear it,
Where the angels sit and stare.
Copyright © Jennifer Bierbaum | Year Posted 2010
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