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Sonnet 11
The show is over my friend.
We wave to say goodnight.
Flowers, cards and candy they send.
Performed with all of our might.
I see you pass my door,
Another smile we both exchange.
I know I wish to say more!
But I wonder are you feeling the same.
In my bed I think of your face,
As I hear the music outside play.
To think of you makes me heart race!
But tommorrow will be another day.
When I see you I get choked up inside.
Eveything about you my friend that's no lie.
poem
by
Suelynn Walters
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