The night I fell in love

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    The night I fell in love
    I saw her before she saw me
    the night I fell in love
    "angels dwell on earth"
    a song my mother sang
    skeptical I was
    before the night I saw you

    One thing I remember :
    dropped was my jaw
    that was when you saw me
    the moment I fell in love

    you smiled at me
    reflection of moon on your teeth
    like butterfly on petals
    The earth stood still.
    Why you smiled
    I couldn't tell
    maybe that's what angels do.


    Today I look at you
    still the angel I met
    we have rode on the wings of time together
    oceans we have crossed
    we have fought
    we have quarreled
    my laughs, my crys
    you have shared with me

    Tonight
    I'll take my son
    we'll trace the path
    that led me to you
    who knows
    I might find an angel waiting for him
    I'll make it tonight
    to mark the night I fell in love.

    Gbenga Famisanmi © 2008

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    dahlusion commented on The night I fell in love

    03-10-2010

    So, so sweet and loving, and delivered with perfect metering.....
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    DAMILOLA commented on The night I fell in love

    03-09-2010

    I might find an angel waiting for me I'll make it tonight to mark the night I fell in love AWESOME, IT CONNECTS.
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    crazzyy4u commented on The night I fell in love

    07-21-2009

    i loved it reading this poem reminds me when i feel in love with my future husband nice job you realy connected with your reader (well this reader)
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    emwks commented on The night I fell in love

    05-15-2009

    loved it! deep emotion and thought. caring and sharing;essentialand contagious. the greatest
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    lightcourier commented on The night I fell in love

    05-15-2009

    nice work. very fluid and moving. enjoyed reading. thanks.
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    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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