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Blade Of GrassHow could I have ever known That this tiny little wisp of green Could remind me of my thoughts of him Convince me to lose the day and dream You're so dainty, sweet blade of grass As you are wrapped now around my finger Visions of a ring and a lace trimmed dress Those are the thoughts that seem to linger Still, I know you wouldn't mind my sighs As I am lost somewhere in my own world Dreaming of him and the future to come As around my finger you are curled ~THE FLOWING PEN~ 9-19-04 - Vote for this poem -
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