Steve................"The Old Sea Dog".................(retired)
Or so it seems Sorry, your browser doesn't support Java(tm). You are very quiet, or so it seems Reflecting on, your girlish dreams Dream of the picnic, in the park Remembers the shadows, in the dark To run barefoot, in the sand Into your dreams, that wonderland To feel the breeze, in your hair Remember those days, without a care Your girlish dreams, construct personality Your first love, a beautiful finality To daydream and walk, upon the moors To ride your horse, along the shores To love so hard, you feel the pain Certain music, excites the brain To blush, and become so very speechless On receipt of a look, was not needless Hold hard to your dreams, let them not fade For from them, all ambition is made Feet now firmly, planted on the ground Hard reality softened, by that special sound There is only one way to say"I Love You "But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate Enjoy..Steve..Aka.."The Old Sea Dog"..1997..© Java index
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