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Is it beauty that stimulates our imagination and excites our heart,the colors, the
designs, the shapes,we marvel in awe at them like a baby with it's new toy
What is beauty? asked an old blind man.
Is it as beautiful as the sound of the birds and the bees or the breeze blowing
through trees.
The rain is beautiful the way it blows with the wind congratulating my body as it
touches my skin.
Beautiful is the invigorating odors and the fragrance of the flowers i smell when i
go for morning walks to pick up shells,the greeting of the morning sun always
reminds me that the day has begun.
Its very beautiful to me when i groom my horses in the barn my heart sings when
i stroke them with my hand, smooth as silk their body's fell, sounds they make
once given a meal.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder i was always told,i have never seen anything
even in my days of old.
Is beauty something that u can only see?i am asking a question will u please tell
me.
A blind person beauty is not felt by vision-i give you a few examples in some of
my expression's.
Beauty isn't always above the skin it also lies deep within.
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I love you, do u love me,can u see my semblance my display of colors;
Do you indulge yourself with my perfume my odor of love i trier to give to u as u
pass me by every day:
Early dawn i prepare my self for you i take tender time in unfolding my beauty for
you,the sun give's me my strength and the water from the heavens preserve my
soul for you:
One smile from you will make my heart sing my pores will open and take in the
golden portray that one smile will display:
Love me or not i will keep on opening my love and beauty for you;
To make you happy is my greatest desire, try pleasing u i wont tire:
Who am i ? Im a flower:
May u have a good day today,i will see you in the dawn come early morn.
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Have u ever really stoped and pay attention to the birds in the morning
have you listened to their praises,their praises of joy thats its a new day,
they fly like its the first flight do u watch them
Can you feel the joy they feel have you ever tried to feel it,do you see the
aerobatics being performed by them, its a show not even fine gold can buy
when they perform in the sky
Flying frenzy is the acts they perform whilisting so sweet telling you its time to get
on your feet do you listen to them
As we have jobs to do and to perform they have as well letting us know the time
is dawn.
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This is for you my unborn seed i pray for you from time to time keeping you
always on my mind,that day will come when it will be right angels would rejoice
your father would smile,a day of joy a day of sorrow knowing the hardships you
may have to face tomorrow,the joy in it is you will see, the wonders your father
has created like the birds in the trees.
This is a poem it is also a prayer it will help you along your earthly years,with
every thought with every step you will make me proud i wont regret.
The time will come when you shall rise to know and love your father way up high.
Time is infinite that time is near i wrote this poem cause i really care,you are
mines yes indeed i do it all for u my unborn seed.
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Men speak of love with their lips ,but not with their heart's,they pronounce caring
but not by their actions,it makes you wonder sometimes if life is really a stage
and they are all actors in a script of lies and deciet
Its an unfair game !!! unfair indeed.
Trust they ask of you but never takeing the time to succeed some go as far
takeing one's heart to burn it.
Who can you trust in this cold cold world even your own shadow can be cunning
Tears they offer ,meaningless tears bitter as the ceder's of lebanon ,over and
over the game is being played on you all in the name of love.
Who laughs at a broken heart,they can !!! with suttle smiles on their faces
stomping on your heart leaving empty traces.
The world is round many hearts they have burned ignoreing the fact that one day
it may be there turn.
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Oh father hear my plea hear my cry,ive lost my true essence i wont deny
return me to that time when angels use to whisper tender words in my ear and
dreams was as sweet as a honey comb,
return me return me
Return me to that time when my praises was as powerfull as the rageing waters
of the earth and my footsteps were heard all through the heavens,
return me return me
A time when joy and happiness was like the riseing of the morning sun,when
nature and i was at peace and we were one
return me return me
Each day goes like a star that pitches across the sky i often wonder why but i
know u will reply,and grant me that wish to be the same old guy.
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Did you ever wonder why the sky was blue do u have a clue
Ever wondered how deep the ocean really is ,sometimes i wonder.
Have you wondered why we take so many things for granted i wonder sometimes
I wonder what love is sometimes or is a figment in our mines do u wonder.
We all wonder do u wonder why we wonder ,well thats a wonder by it self
I wonder if babys wonder ,like the new world they are in or what they want
Isnt wondering great its the foundation of every thing you can place your eyes on
it all came from a thought, all in all its wonderfull to wonder.
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