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Whispering CreekWhispering CreekWhispering Creek
Walking along in the night, above me, the silvery moon
shines all around me,
the mist of my breath leaving in the cold air.
Seeing the creek filled with
clear water, the moon shining the reflection off of it.
Sitting beside the creek gurggling soft whispers to me. Whispering back what my true heart desires.
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Who understands me but meNo one understand me but meWho understands me but me
They gave me love, so I live with love. They gave me the world, so I explored the world. They gave me the mirror, so I can my image. They gave me life, so I live each day as my last. They gave me eyes, so I see the wonderful things that nature has give. They gave me a heart, so I can love another person. They gave me a dream, so I dream about the future. They gave me the clouds, so I can sit high above the ground. They gave me a flower, so I can smell the sweetness. They gave me a song, so I can dance all night. They gave me the
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My Christmas DreamMy Christmas DreamMy Christmas Dream
Late at night my dream becomes reality when I fall asleep. The warmth inside my house burn with brown cedar wood in the fireplace a glowing with orange and yellow flames. The two stocking hung up by the fireplace displaying that santa claus will come and put candy. The crisp pine tree smells so fresh just as if it were picked out and cut down from the Colorado mountains.
The Christmas tree decorated with different colors of bulbs and the light are blue as the deep blue sky night twinkling against the dark house. Sitt
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Each NightEach NightEach Night
Sitting upon my porch steps, Listening to the thunder trembling the earth, looking up to the sky covered with dark blue clouds, little glimmering stars peeking out. Little breezes blowing my hear in my face. Looking back on all those
moments we had together.
When your close to me it feels
so right being together.
Each night I sit upon the porch steps, thinking of us. I go back remembering what we had, I thought everything was right,
but something happened.
Each night I sit upon my porch steps, seeing your f
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- Interests: poetry, painting, history, everything, the world
- Favourite movie: Titianic, Gone with the wind
- Favourite band or musician: Savage Garden, Enya, Engima
- Favourite genre of music: anything and everything
- Favourite artist: Thomas Kinkade
- Favourite cartoon character: Mickey
- Personal Quote: "Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art." -Leonardo da Vinci
- Tools of the Trade: Paint, draw, write poetry, sing, Interior decorator
- Email: Hot_babe010486@hotmail.com
- MSN: the same as hotmail
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It means a whole lot to me!
have a purrrfect day and have fun!
All the best,
many hugs
~Kristi~
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A real friend never gets in your way - unless you happen to be on the way down
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Im so glad you like my art!
All the best to you and take care
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"Sometimes you have to plant your feet in the sand, and push against the clouds. You will sink, but at least you'll go down fighting." - George Patton
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