Tuesday, June 9, 2009


Supposed to be a sonnet

A leaf that falls from a cherry tree

is what I think you are

So very beautiful and free

flying through the air so far

Going up and coming down again

with the flow of the lovely breeze

The very presence of you can

leave me forever at ease

You are to me, an angel who

guides me through the hardest days

Forever there for me are you

a constant light that always stays

Cherish you, I will ‘til death

Loving you, ‘til my last breath

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