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Friday, April 22, 2005
This poem made my day !
I MAY HAVE KNOWN YOU
FOR YEARS OR JUST A DAY.
THIS COMES FROM MY HEART
PLEASE HEAR WHAT I SAY...
WE MAY BE HALF A WORLD APART,
YOU MAY BE JUST ACROSS THE STREET,
I MAY SEE YOU EACH DAY,
THOUGH WE MAY NEVER MEET
LIFE IS A CIRCLE THAT HAS LET OUR PATHS
CROSS LIKE SPRING TIME AND SUMMER,
THE FIRST WINTER FROST.
THE COLOR OF YOUR SKIN
IT'S NOT IMPORTANT AT ALL.
MY SKIN HAS COLOR AND SO DOES THE FALL.
TREASURE IS A WORD
THAT CAN MEAN MANY THINGS.
TO ME IT'S THE JOY
THAT YOUR FRIENDSHIP BRINGS.
BUT IT IS MUCH MORE THAN THAT
IT'S SOMETHING MONEY CAN'T BUY.
CAN YOU HEAR
WHAT I AM SAYING,
AM I MAKING IT CLEAR,
JUST HOW MUCH
YOU MEAN TO ME,
OUR FRIENDSHIP SO DEAR.
YOU HAVE BEEN THERE FOR ME
AND I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU
IT'S SO WONDERFUL TO HAVE
A TRUE FRIEND LIKE YOU.
posted by Niqabi at 4:12 AM
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Name: Niqabi
Location: Lahore, Pakistan
Occupation: Housewife
Religion: Islam
Interests: World War II, Jews, Hebrew, ancient sites, Muslim rule in Spain, revolutions, Vatican city and Islamic literature.
Books: The black album, Portofino, Ladies coupe, In beautiful disguises, The buddhist of Suburbia, The hidden life of Otto Frank.
Contact: niqabified [at] gmail [dot] com
Quote: "We plan and Allah plans and Allah is the best of planners"
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