Heathers Poetry
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Love


Torn apart from her true love
lost again but there was still hope
they came together at last to be one
the making of two souls unite.



Heather Canfield

Wierd Thoughts

The spinning thoughts in my head
What creatures crawl underneath my bed
Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dumb
it all adds up to one great sum
One Two Three Six Five Four
whos that knocking at my door
It's a puzzle inside my head
it's all a game not to dread.


Heather Canfield
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