| If I wrote the perfect love song it would have been for you If I could have found my own star I would have kept it true If you had given me a chance I would have shown you that love is real But you never let me show you just how deeply I feel... Now you're gone from my life, without a word, without a trace But every night when I go to sleep I will always see your face... You left me standing alone without knowing why you were gone And took my heart away, and just moved on. - Jan October 1986 |
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| Please feel free to take a slow and reflective walk through my garden of words... |
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| Now that I've told you I love you, my love Where are you...where are your kisses Tell me you think of me always Though we're far apart Missing my heart and soul, your arms, your embrace.. to the day when we are together always... Your face engraved in my mind, your voice, your touch so much a part of my soul... November 2000 |
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| For A Special Friend I've told you my secrets, you've shared part of your life We've laughed and cried together, you've kept my spirit alive I look for you each night, read your messages with a smile And treasure every moment we talk, if a long or a little while. You lifted me up when I was down, were there when I was lonely A voice on the phone, words on a screen meant for our eyes only You make me feel so special, I can rise above it all And I know that you would catch me should I fall. You're there with a hug when I need one When it rains you bring me the sun It's so wonderful to talk to you and know you really care That should I need a shoulder, you are there. Today I realized how very much you mean to me I hope we'll be friends forever, the way it's meant to be. 12/23/2000 |
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| Garden of my Heart |
| Rose Garden |
| All poetry is original and copyrighted Jan VanCamp 2000-2001 |
| Walk with me for awhile, through the garden along the path, once tended, now overgrown whispering steps ours, untouched for many years the thorns took the roses, but their perfume lingers... Down the path a broken angel lives here forever waiting for the roses to bloom again watching, marble tears unshed behind her smile frozen forever no heart to let them fall. Walk with me around the curve in the path carefully we don't know what is beyond the garden wall is high and choked with ivy and the sky beyond is slate i can't see the sun it never shines here maybe you can show me. I asked you to walk with me, to stay and I walk alone still Where is my perfect rose In this garden untouched? |
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