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Kathleen
Contributed by
ramfire
on
Saturday, 17th December 2005 @ 10:40:03 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Down by the River Jane the poppies grow
on slope that leads to river’s running flow.
There orange blossoms grace the green decline
where you and I now meet near road’s stop sign.
One leads back Cardiff’s way, the other Brine.
Kathleen, the pleasure sweet is always mine.
Then riding bikes together go to cape
above the sea our very own escape.
A picnic blanket overlooking bay,
enjoyment being close to you this day.
Ships sailing, making wakes across to view,
and flights of sea gulls winging ways anew.
A little white box resting snugly deep
within a jacket’s pocket Kathleen’s to keep.
Engagement promise mine to make with ease.
In hope that diamond might Kathleen well please.
Kathleen took little white box opening same
and gave a wondrous smile her eyes aflame.
Head nodding came to my arms kissing me.
A wholesome mate whom I would never flee.
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ramfire
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Re: Kathleen
(User Rating: 1 ) by kiss4roq on
Friday, 28th April 2006 @ 11:18:12 AM AEST (User
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aww. This poem is so sweet. Many emotions convayed. You painted a beautiful picture with your words. Keep up the good work. |
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