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She Is There

By Wil C. Fry, Aug. 24, 2005, 19:30

Copyright © 2005 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


In early morning sunrise
Or after-nightmare cries
She is there
Two cute brown bright eyes
Holding life's last great surprise
She is there
In my memories, in my dreams
For a heart shredded at its seams
She is there
Every scar now can start to fade
Stack the deck; my hand's been played
... She is there



I have at least one other poem of the same name, including a very similar one written in 2009.



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