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Misty Fout Poem
Looking upon your eyes I see the most beautiful and innocent face,
The smiles of each year as you've grown with every trace.
I watch you grow into young ladies but yet so fragile and small,
Those memories are so vivid that I still remember each and every fall.
Small little fingers that wrapped around my thumb.
The small voice that peaked out to amusement and fun.
Grown you might be from a short long ago,
I still remember you both so small from head to toe.
I love you "my dear daughter's" for the love your eager to give.
You have gave me my life full of happiness for as long as I live.
One day I will walk down that isle with you,
To share you with a man and the world that is true.
For now I will keep you for all that you are,
until your ready to spread your wings and fly afar.
Copyright © Misty Fout | Year Posted 2006
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Misty Fout Poem
My heart aches with pain that weeps,
Like a rose pedal that falls apart at its seams.
Inside I cry and noway to express the way it feels,
No doubt I learn how to conceal.
For you my friend so cold and so bitter.
At times you make me feel,
That I am the one that is withered.
You peck at my shoulders to shut me out,
Of your own little world that is full of doubt.
I gave you my heart my soul I have told.
Yet you do not see? Oh, you poor blind soul!
A path for you that has no ambition,
Noway to grow in all stages of transition.
Confusing as it gets why we separated so far,
With a childlike spirit that kneels down,
And distracted you are.
Great lessons begin of love and understanding,
hold tight you will need a deep apprehending.
Forgive me for loving you.
Copyright © Misty Fout | Year Posted 2006
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