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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Maiden Called Maryann</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I saw her in a midnight dream, <br>She read the words I wrote...<br>She thought my poem quite supreme<br>And of it soon took note...<br>She mulled it over in her mind, <br>Reflecting for a while, <br>As if to her it was refined, <br>In rhythm and in style.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A seed was planted in her heart, <br>A hope to share my verse, <br>Responding to the poet's art<br>Before the idea blurs...<br>For words have powers all their own, <br>As every prophet knows, <br>Some warm the heart, some chill the bone, <br>Some blossom like the rose...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The dream foretold her destiny, <br>The weeks, the months and years...<br>The city of adversity<br>Was home to many tears...<br>Yet when our tears are wiped away, <br>God grants us smiles anew...<br>If we read poems every day, <br>They help to see us through...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Denis Martindale, copyright, April 2011.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a></strong></div>