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 Oct 2012 Harper
PrttyBrd
Traces of you line every moment silver,
     even in my darkest day
Traces of you can make the empty linger,
     the second you walk away

Traces of you are my hidden treasure,
     a joy that is all my own
Traces of you are too fine to measure,
     yet brighten my darkness alone

Traces of you make life worth living,
     the birth of my very smile
Traces of you make ease of forgiving,  
     though memories tend to beguile

Traces of you turn hell into glory,  
     then turn back the other way
Traces of you rewrite the story,
     every second of every day
copyright©PrttyBrd 27/06/2012
 Oct 2012 Harper
Roger Brown
Such beauty in a simple smile, has she
More beauty than I ever imagined could be
Angels must weep in awe at sight of her
Radiance beyond anything even they remember
Gloriously divine, her spirit, and amazingly free

My spirit soars at sight of her smile
My heart racing as if I'd run a mile
Tender words of praise come to mind
Describing what is obviously one of a kind
An effort that, I believe, is definitely worthwhile

Her musical laughter makes me so bold
From my approach to the words that unfold
And her blushes fair take my breath away
I could admire them, each and every day
My arms ache, for her they wish to hold

So very much I want her to see
How special she has become to me
From her laughter to her smiling eyes
I have now come to fully realize
This is what beauty is supposed to be

I look forward to the days I can see her
The days I cannot seem to last forever
Then she's there and my worries disappear
As always happens when she comes near
Hope shining brightly when we're together

She has become my inspiration, my muse
Making it easy finding the right words to use
To express the beauty of her eternal soul
And why winning her has become my goal
To show her, beyond doubt, I am the man to choose

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