Troubles gonna leave,you know.
Love is on the way.
Problems disappear,when you come my way.
The misty fog rises, up to the clouds,coming
back like happiness,in the midst of the day.
Raindrops and rainbows, sun shining
through,drying up the rain and the problems too.
So,remember to cry when it's nice out,when
the humidity's there.
To take your tears and your problems up in
the air.
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In feilds of clover
I would roll you over
In shades of lavender I would lay you down
Amidst the feilds of green
Oh What a scene
Two people and a kiss that could last forever
a word that spears your soul
Your eyes tell it all
The crystal glow in the sunshine
The road that takes you home
The time I spent waiting
The time I spent alone
Reflecting on you
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It's not what you know A/p Copyright ©2004
So Its been said!
It's who you know
Some say
Some say what you have makes you a good person
I say no way!
It's what's in your heart it's what you feel
You make your reality real
This I can say as I think about the day
The day I got writers block
The day the poem was written
Raw crystal reflecting the rays of light
Solid and white
So it has been said
You can see the light
This poem is dedicated to each individual that reads it.
Images clinging in an array like a collage,fitting neatly together.
Forming a whole,each individual being one.
Yet forming together creating one.
Each and every part resting on each other complimenting and repelling.
Yet staying together forming the whole.
Can it be that the human race is exactly the same as the collage on the wall?
Or is it just perceived that way?
Or can we learn that just one missing peice is all it takes,to undo the meaning?
What is this all about you ask?
Its about life and that we are all really one fitting together.
Like the collage on the wall.
See for yourself.
Reflect for you might find something you did not know about yourself.
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Thinking about coming out of the dark, into the light.The dark,being dark thoughts in your mind.Step out in faith.It's not to late,not yet and this ones not finished yet.The one, being me,I'm not done stepping out in faith.I've only begun to reach for the sun and I'm doing it before the coming of dawn.
Crystalprysm
Anne
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A thought that passes through your mind,a recollection of former times.A blank stare,or a gaze,a recollection of former days.A picture in your mind of things that happened in former times. Memory this thing is called, we all are subject to it all.The one thing that is fine about memories is the photo album in your mind.
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