| Subject: Im Still Here |
Author:
Jazzy (joan)
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Date Posted: 19:40:10 04/06/05 Wed
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I'm still here.
When you go to bed at night,
When you peer into the morning mirror,
My face will be there in your sleepy eyes.
I'm still yours.
Not the perfect woman.
No patience for make up dolls and lets pretend.
Im a player of words, I spin poetry yarns.
I’m still there.
Making your Saturday morning coffee,
Bringing in the morning paper,
Listening as you speak of your days plan.
I'm still there, yet I've been gone for so long.
A creator of dreams,
experiencing things, you would never understand
yet freedom, only lives in my mind.
I'm still there brushing our daughters hair
Working on homework,
Making our evening meal
Anticipating your needs.
I'm still yours
Yet I belong to no one
Striving for perfection, so out of reach
My spirit dances to music, that only I can hear.
I'm still here, Yet I've been gone for so long
Searching for magical places, that only I can feel
Wondering if you know that I've gone.
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