Peace
The Sun goes down
Song birds still their song
Wind rustles the leaves on the tree
A babbing brook cleans the moss covered rocks
The sound from my heart
Tingle through my body
Peace
Amanda
I put my hands upon your face
And look into your eyes
Your sparkle and your laughter
Make me tingle deep inside
Your in my dreams all though the night
My thoughts ,through out the day
So if were not together
I'll dream a dream today
Memories
Golden box of memories
Tucked deep inside a box
Of rare and special people
Who touched within my heart
Sometimes I open up
My golden memory box
And let the happy memories
flow gently to my heart.
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