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  2007-06-19 / 11:51 a.m.
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Declaration

Do you know I love you
when you run out to catch the bus
and I don't get to say it
in the grabbing-back pack rush?
Do you know I love you
when there's so much else to say...
"Don't forget your math book.
Just ignore her.
Have a good day."
Do you know I love you
if our last exchange is a joke
as you're in a crazy hurry
because 'til the last minute you chose to poke.
Do you know I love you
when you burst out the door so mad
for whatever I did that you didn't like,
or the arguement we had.
Do you know I love you
when, so far, all I've done is yell.
When I've had a rotten day
and all I seem to do is give you hell.
Do you know I love you?
Is it a comfort while you're away
when you're lonely or alone
(there is a difference you know)
or when sadness just won't go away.
Do you know I love you
when you get a bad grade
and you hide it because you know I know
you can do better, if only a shade.
Do you know I love you
when I don't seem to know you're around?
When I'm talking to someone or watching tv
or lost in a book that I've found.
Do you know I love you
when someone picks you up from school
and tells you that I'm sick again
so you're going to Granddad's--don't worry, it'll be cool.
Do you know I love you
even if I have to go
and you grow up without me
I will never stop loving you so.
I'll be with you on your first date and when you go to prom.
I'll be with you when you get married,
when you become a Mom.
Whether or not you'll see me
is only a guess we can make
but never worry that you'll lose me
no matter what path you take.
My love for you both crosses
physical miles and other-worldly planes.
I love you more than there are words to say
and that will never change.

For Sister Golden Hair and Strawberry Shortcake

 
   

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Bits of fire in the sky push me east back home. I used to live in flames but it's hard on the wings. Choke me. Smoke me. Scare me back. You try but you just can't. I peel the layers in my spare time, and you're easy to see through. I can fly, I've discovered on my own. I may be the lesser butterfly but my wings are just as strong. Who are you to tell me to find a place to land? I may be the lesser butterfly but baby watch me glide.

 

 

 
       

 




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