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Angela Barrington Poem
You keep my heart beating and my life afloat,
You teach me what real love is all about.
You holding me means more than you know,
You help me to forget lifes daily blow.
Your kisses are as warm as your loving touch,
Your words of kindness means so very much.
You give me encouragement and the will to go on,
You make me feel as though I truley belong.
You make me feel things like I've never felt,
You've shown me real love does not in fact melt.
You hold my hand as we walk though life,
You vanish all pain that cuts like a knife.
You help me smile through all that is bad,
You make me see life is too short to stay mad.
You help me to dream as I lay in your arms,
You make me greatful for all of your charms.
You make me see sunshine instead of the rain,
You teach me that love is part of lifes chain.
You make me laugh and help me smile,
You've convinced me your here for awhile.
I love you dear Jon, I need to finally say,
Thank you for seeing through each and every day.
Copyright © Angela Barrington | Year Posted 2006
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Angela Barrington Poem
Oh mommy mommy, what did you do?
You not only took one auntie, now you take two.
I hurt truely and dearly, your too blind to see,
All of this broken heart bestowed upon me.
I came into this world, expecting to be,
A loving and nurturing place it should be.
I just don't understand, how you can't see,
A smart little girl and this is me.
I dream of gumdrops and ponies most every night,
Interupted by sounds of mommy and daddy into a fight.
It all seems so selfish, even I can see,
But what do I know? I'm not even three.
That's what they think, little do they know,
I'm tired of it all and I just want to grow.
I wish to be a happy little girl with a normal little life,
To grow up pretty and smart, and be the greatest wife.
I have the pretty and smart, right here in me,
A dashing little girl, take a look and you'll see.
Let me have my aunties, my nanny and my uncle B,
Let me have happiness with those so close to me.
Let me feel at one instead of ripped into two,
Everyone else has a heart, why can't you?
Copyright © Angela Barrington | Year Posted 2006
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