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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Maple Tree
[time] => 2005-08-18 14:16:56
[hometext] => This is for you Marc.....to everyone else, sometimes the most innocent days will stay with you forever.....this is work in progress so its kinda blah right now but soon to be fixed^_-
[bodytext] => We sat under the maple tree enjoying the shade, hiding from the sun I was sixteen you were twenty but somehow we were so perfect for each other. The laughs we shard and memories we shared still make me smile two years later, we slowly grew as one under that maple tree talking about future plans, dreams and how much we cared from one anthor. You'd lean over and kiss me, sharing your heart all over again those afternoons were perfect it was just you and me just being together not caring about the world around us. We would hide behind the maple tree away from everyone else and have a little fun, the kisses were innocent but we both knew what was to come. The maple tree carries the memories of us together holding them in the heart we carved around our names waiting to release them when we return. Baby, those days days under the maple tree were wonderful, we had everything because we had each other. Everyday i hold your hand you bring me back to that maple tree, and when i look up at you i know that we'll always have those memories because we'll always love each other. Under the maple tree we expressed our love and under the maple tree it will always remain. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 2 [informant] => gery_giggles [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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