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What You are to Me (17-May-2009)

09 Aug

I     You are the hand that molds clay,
You are the colors in my rainbow;
The warm sunshine that greets my day,
The smile that eases my sorrow.

 

II     You are what ink does to a paper,
You pen me into the best story I can be.

You are what melody does to words and rhyme,
You make me the most meaningful song
I hum all the time.

 

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Posted by on August 9, 2012 in poetry, thoughts

 

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