May 15, 2008
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A Little Thing Called Love
Love is a many splendored thing, they say,
And I believe it when you looked my way,
Out of the blue, things seemed to happen
By chance or destiny, is the question.
Living my life so long, without knowing your existence,
Then came a day we felt each others presence,
Guess what’s meant to be will always find a way,
Love creeps into hearts and decides to stay.
A love so exquisite, yet so intricate,
In a world of only “you and I”
A love we can’t even demonstrate,
A secret we have to keep for life.
May 12, 2008
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When all the songs are over
and all the words been said
The sun grows dim across the sky
and the world prepares for bed
I oft can take a moment now
to view the sky above
and whisper God a simple prayer
to thank him for your love
May 11, 2008
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A teenage girl’s first crush is . . . well, crushing.
Her body isn’t hers, nor is her mind.
She finds herself shivering, shaking, blushing,
Weak, tormented, sick, and going blind.
And why? Because some guy might look her way,
Then cast his eyes as quickly to the ground;
Some special one, for reasons she can’t say,
Whose voice makes her feel faint when he’s around.
But now my crush on you has been returned,
And so the two of us stand on some brink:
It can’t be love so young, and yet we’ve learned
Love does its will, no matter what we think.
Slowly, slowly now–we mustn’t rush:
Let’s enjoy this first sweet teenage crush.
