To: bentfeather
God gives every bird its food,
But he doesn't throw it into its nest.
Good lines. Too bad the author is unknown.
444 posted on
11/17/2003 6:47:55 PM PST by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
Some Nights
Some nights can be
candle light and wine
dancing with a lover
laughing hair flung
out and sweaty
and romance in
his eyes and love
in yours
Some nights are
filled with monsters
after the dance
and the romance
was brief at best
And walking the
floor at dawn
is a habit filled
with starlite
nights and
cold bed sheets
bentfeather
a/k/a MLH
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445 posted on
11/17/2003 7:28:11 PM PST by
Soaring Feather
(~The Dragon Flies' Lair~ Poetry is the flair.)
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