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Thursday, December 22, 2011

Yearnings


No earthly gift could rival your smile
no worldly treasure compete
with the warmth that you bring when you stay just awhile
to the way that you make life complete.

Your hand's soft touch is poetry found
your warm embrace a song.
Your presence brings a love unbound
though you cannot linger long.

I count the hours when you're away,
the minutes 'til your return
knowing that somehow, some way
you'll feel my heart's sweet yearn.

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