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Submitted by fthillsboomer on 3 February 2008 - 1:48am.| Updated 5 March 2008 - 2:38pm.
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Not everyone has the sweet mellifluous tone of Jewel
or the raspy, catchy blues brilliance of StevieRay
Some try their best but the result is cruel
and they find themselves unable to say
Just what it is that works them inside
Heightens their fears and makes them abide
Alone and afraid just wanting to know
That there’s someone to whom they can go
For shelter and comfort
Laughter and Play
Hugging and Kisses
Someone who’ll stay
With them the whole night
Not slipping from their bed
Waking up in the moonlight
No note that they’ve fled
And leaving them lonely, stony and cold
There in the bedroom with no one to hold
Wondering, pondering were they the fool
Thinking they could sing their love like Jewel
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
this scribble in honor of a buddy who'll know who she is
(1 vote)

Sweet Sentiments
Thanks again
I read the wrong message first. I guess you did get the jewel thing huh?
kudos!
Kudos on using Jewel! she is love.
Don’t forget me
–I won’t remember anything else.
i love this poem its awsome
i love this poem its awsome ….
i see nothing wrong with this poem
so keep up the good work
Thanks to you both!
Just to set the record straight Lady Theresa gave me the idea about Jewel and the poem just worked itself out from there. Thanks abrelosojos.
Thanks Ms Cat lady fireballthefair, though I won’t be fearing you. I greatly appreciate your kind words.
RT