Long time
the tears are faded and my life has changed
i can see beauty beyond the horizen
with my love at my side
i have nothing to fear
my life is now complete.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
LaneyStar’s Poems (16)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| My feelings for/of you | 0 | 09/10/2009 |
| my crossroads | 1 | 09/10/2009 |
| in public | 1 | 09/10/2009 |
| ASCENDING | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| dark secrets | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| My hurting heart | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
| to you from me | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| My Heart | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
| Beautiful Sad | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| Untitled | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| Empty | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| in my mind | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| kiss, hug, and goodbye | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
| Help!! | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| An Ending | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
| Long time | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
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