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~ ~1 satiny~ ~ comfort 2011 from heaven©When i was just a wee lass, i had a comfort zone. But it was not my blanket, for my gikey was all my own. I'd suck my thumb, while rubbing the satin trim. And say gike-gike-gike away my blues went on a whim. When i became a big lass, still at times i felt blue. I took comfort in knowing that, with the love of my life beside me: there's nothing i couldn't get thru. Without him now to touch: there's no comfort to cling to! Copyright ©2011 Sally Thumbs up to heaven for making our love happen............... My comforting Pooh Bear Is In My Heart 4ever there......... but to not be able to touch him just isn't fair! Vote for this poem |
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