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    stand

    HERE I AM WITH NOTHING BUT YOU ON MY MIND

    AS I GRUDGINGLY WALKIN MY DAILY GRIND

    YOUR SWEET LIPS I HUNGER TO KISS

    QUESTIONING MYSELF AS TO THE PASSION IVE MISSED

    I SEEK TO SHARE MY LIFE IN YOUR ARMS

    HOW CAN ONE MAN WITHSTAND SUCH CHARM

    THE VOICE INSIDE SAY TAKE IT AS IT COMES

    WONDERING TO MYSELF HOW IT ALL BEGUN

    IM ASTONISHED AS TO HOW YOU HAVE EFFECT MY LIFE

    BROUGHT ME OUT OF HEARTACHE AND STRIFE

    RAGING WAR AGAINST THE EMOTIONS INSIDE

    REALIZING IN ITSELF NEVER LEFT BEHIND

    YOU ASK ME WHAT I WANT AND SEE

    SIMPLY PUT JUST YOU BY ME

    MY LIFE CHANGED THE MOMENT WE SPOKE

    IT AS IF MY LIFE A DREAM NOW AWOKE

    HERE I SIT WITH PEN IN HAND

    FROM HERE ON BY YOU WHERE I STAND



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    greeneyes33 commented on stand

    02-02-2009

    i enjoyed your poem..i really connected with it

    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.

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