| Friends Forever.... |
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| Mar. 8th, 2006 |
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Angelic Moods:
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Angelic Tunes:
Rent: Tango Maureen
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This poem was written to the best friend I have ever had. She had moved away and we were snail mail writing. I wrote this poem after she wrote me one.
To Jesse
Friends Forever....
Your my:
Book reading
Money giving
Hair doing
Always sympathetic
Never a critic
Always helpful
Sister helpin'
Always making me wear make-up
~Forever Friend~
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4 Sing In A Sweet Voice - Angels Sing |
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| I know |
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| Feb. 13th, 2006 |
11:44 pm | |
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Angelic Moods:
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I know that this is a poetry journal and I have yet to put any of my poetry in it. I am waiting however untill my journal is set up. I do not have icons, a background, or my setting done yet. I am hoping to have it done soon. Jecca has promises that she would help me. I am waiting for when she is able to really get on deadjournal. She is having trouble right now with being able to get to it. I will let everyone know when I can when this journal will really be up and running.
Enjoy
Connie
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16 Sing In A Sweet Voice - Angels Sing |
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| The Beginning |
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| Feb. 9th, 2006 |
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Angelic Moods:
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This is a new journal that I am making it my poetry journal. My feeling run deep and poetry is how I deal with it. My poetry is how I feel. You can comment if you wish but I ask if you have nothing good to say don't say anything. They come from the heart and if someone doesn't care about them that is thier business but they mean a lot to me. I hope that everyone enjoys my poems as much as I enjoy writing them. I will make sure that before I wrtie the poem that I write who it was written for and the circumstances surrounding.
If the eyes are the window to the soul then poetry is it's voice.
Enjoy
Connie
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Angels Sing |
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