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[aid] => mick
[title] => now to who I owe the pleasure
[time] => 2009-03-20 19:58:15
[hometext] => Kismet
[bodytext] => to who I owe the pleasure Of 19years of leisure perhaps I will never know but the light that overwhelmes me in memoirs of all days gone bye that brings me too tears edge to such that I may cry My golden years lie before me So I may see them once again and I start to ponder on the yonder that awaits vivid and clear I see them oh sweet memories of days that have pased If I said I had regret then I would tell a lie as these memories that lie before me are not of average day are of oh so sweet summers and somewhat bitter mays my first kiss your lips still moist red my first slap as still sore as the day it hit my first true love still as bitter now when broken my first prize our love a truely golden token and the day I walked an took my step still brave I stand today and school still Afraid I stand there waiting on my name First seeing you and playing that chidish game but what I love the most is mummy making better and writing me a sick letter and daddy being there to see me tie the knot and my sister who got me off pot and I never thanked them I suppose just took it In my stride and I ponder now of the life I've yet to lead one can not ponder too much on the choices one could make one must leave some left unanswered a mystery [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 54 [informant] => Fortunesdancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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