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While searching for that someone,
For to call my own,
I look here and there and still have none,
Although some great ladies I have known.
Maybe it's me I say to myself,
Perhaps I am looking too hard,
I might be putting my feelings on a shelf,
And being a little too on guard.
We all tend to hide ourselves,
In one way or another,
Afraid of having someone delve,
Into our past, our lives, and our cover.
Then I stop and think what I've begun,
And I realize what have I to fear,
I really want to find someone,
After all that's why we are here.
I would love to hear from one and all,
I will not be excluding any,
I am not wanting to build a wall,
Because friends I need aplenty.
So my arms are open as you see,
Please come and gather round,
If you want to know some about me,
Come and see what can be found.
Copyright 2008 William M. Ward
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