Sweetest is the love of my blood
for to me,with you;all journey is short.
Brilliant be the colors of a wild flower meadow
just not as bright as your heart.
To many art may be beauty
but in one word I define its, you.
"You must know!"
When the sun shines low and the wind blows slowly,
days meet darkness and feelings grow gorily.
When peace inside you breaks and your tongue
goes numb, just know I'll always be around.
No one is perfect and even family folds
never forget our hands are here to hold.
Deep are the thoughts of my mind,
to find love I can't reach.
Joy-filled are my word, like blood vessels
with emotion to limit my speech.
Though parts of our hearts are found in strange places
we still find the strength to share smiles with new faces.
For love knows no distance, no struggle, no blame
because in our hearts, or worlds apart.
Our love should forever stay the same...
I love you...
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Saturday, January 31, 2009
"To Cindy, with Love."
Posted by the great, Daniel H. Schluckebier at 11:39 AM
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The Reapers Boulevard
- Daniel H. Schluckebier
- Is the journey alone in the long and busy lanes of life whereby everyone keeps loosing everything. Even those who gain, eventually loose everything in the end. Except the right decision that grants them eternal life(Giving their life to God)...
2 comments:
Awwww, touching Danny ehhh, hope Cindy has read this :) hehe
haha yeah i did read it...and i love it! :D love u D
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