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Foresight
A sparkle gleaming from your eye,
Opens many doors and windows,
Following your hearts desires,
Leading you to the open meadows.

Picking a flower for the scent,
Noticing the beauty that it holds,
And the texture that is lent,
For the shape is so bold.

Allowing you to cherish this one,
Having you make many decisions of sorts,
Putting your mind forth to be won,
Without playing in a contest or sport.

Seeing what your heart feels,
Telling you what your heart wants,
Breaking open the final seal,
Allowing you to rise above all of your haunts.

Love with all that you have,
Share all that is given,
Talking without having to blab,
Confessing that your love is striven.


Donald Edward Horn

Copyright �2004 Donald Horn
Forever Yours
Ever so loving you are,
When I met you on that fine day,
You took me for a ride in your car,
In the month of May.

The sun was shining so bright,
You touched me on the arm,
That sent a jolt through me that felt so right,
And kept me from all kinds of harm.

When our lips finally met,
It was pure satisfaction to the mind,
Seeing pictures as though we were on a set,
True you are ever so kind.

Lay your head onto my shoulder to rest,
To make yourself comfortable with me,
For I know that you think that I am the best,
To enter your life with glee.


Donald Horn

Copyright �2004 Donald Horn
From One Tiny Cell
There is one thing that all living creatures share,
It's not the mind or body,
But the essence of being,
Yet many find that hard to belive.

All of the creatations that live upon this planet must come to bare,
Bringing forth sweet sounds of harmonic melody,
Until wisdom is found through seeing,
And life ventures on to concieve.

Life continues to evolve every single day,
Striving to make the best out of what they have,
Often sharing what they have to offer,
Even when they really don't want to.

In one sort of way,
Life finds a way to complete the cycle that they have,
With millions being without some kind of offer,
Only to be left behind in the dew.

Donald Horn

Copyright �2004 Donald Horn
Friendship
To whom a friend is suppose to be,
Can at times be cruel or mean,
For whatever reasons the may have,
Can and will be demeaning to others.

Yet for some,
A friendship can go a long way,
Without cause or demanding anything in return,
They will do wonders in front of others.

With many challenges set before them,
They come with trusting open arms,
Caring from the heart in the form of love,
That can't be spoiled or killed.

Thus a friend is everything that we could ever ask for,
And be there when we need them,
To comfort us in the saddest of times,
For this is how a true friend is.

Donald Horn

Copyright �2004 Donald Horn
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