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                 Dedication

     I found an infinite pleasure,
    The long sought magestic lady,
    So sweet and sincere,
    With a heart so pure,
    And filled with love,
    Ever so tender and loving,
    Steadfast in her beliefs,
    And yet very compassionate,
    A friend at all times,
    A friend for all times,
    Always there,
    With a helping hand to give,
    And soothing words to say,

    Dedicated to a very special friend.

                     Youth

      Youth enters the world,
       With happy prejudices in her favor,
      No young man believes in death,
      Youth is the best time to be rich,
      Bliss was it in that dawn,
      Yet to be alive,
      With weary tender feet,
      But to be young was heaven,
       The age is the best, whichis the first,
      When youth and blood are warmer,
      If we could be twice as young,
      And twice old,
     All our errors we could correct.

               Truth

      If I knew what was truth,
      I'll probaly be willing,
     To sweat and strive for it,
     And may be even die for it,
     But so far so good,
     I have not found it,
    Truth never comes into the world,
    But like an "OUTCAST",
    To the ignominy of him,
    That brought her forth,
    It looks to me that,
    Truth is always strong,
    Stronger then fiction,
    Hard are the ways of truth,
    And rough to walk.

                        Trouble

         Better never trouble, Trouble,
         Until Trouble troubles you,
         For when you do,
         You make your trouble,
         Double trouble,
         This I know,
         If all men should take Troubles,
        To barter with their neighbors,
        Not one, when he had seen,
        The Troubles of other men,
        But would glad,
        To take his back home,
        And show Gratitude to God,
        The world is full of troubles,
        Everywhere you turn,
        It's one trouble or other,
        God save and guide,
        Your innocent children,
        From the troubles of this world.

Man goes to his long home,
The last Inn of all travellers,
To every man on earth,
Death comes soon or late,
Every moment dies a man,
Every moment a child is born,
He whom God loves more,
Dies young,
While he is in good health, high spirit,
Has his senses and judgement sound,
Death sometimes a punishment,
Sometimes a gift,
To many it has come as a favor,

                      Life

       Life is a glorious journey,
       We know not where,
       It might lead,
       The road might lead,
       Over briars and stones,
       And strength and courgage,
       Often fail,
       But we must not give up,
       Fill your days with,
       Love and kisses,
       And strive to be happy always.

    Shining Star,
    Guiding light,
    Foutain of inspiration,
    The wild passionate breath,
    Of my body,
    Keep close to me beloved,
    For if you go,
    You would of taken a part of me.

          Loneliest Moments

     Morning never comes to soon,
      I can face the afternoon,
      You took care of my loneliest days,
      And left me all the loneliest nights,
      You kisses lingers yet,
      You fill me with passions,
      More then I ever believe.

My Dear Friend

You have awakened in me,
Things I never thought possible,
You have filled me with,
So much passion,
When I am tired and weak,
I only need think of you,
To keep me strong and agile,
My thought are those of you,
To lift me up,
Whenever I am down and low spirited
You have understood my feelings,
I see you behind me,
In all I wish to do,
All these ment so much to me,
Though you are what is needed most,
But above all,
You have been my good friend

                    Happiness

            Happiness is like a butterfly,
            The more you chase it,
            The more it eludes you,
            But if you turn your mind,
            To another thing,
            It comes and gently,
           Settles on your shoulder.