This Poem was Submitted By: Christopher T. Moore On Date: 1994-09-01 00:00:00 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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I don't have a life of riches and I don't have a life of fame, I don't have a life that is filled with sorrow and I don't have a life of blame. I have not been a model person but I know where I've gone wrong... For through my mistakes I have lived my life in that search of the place where I do belong. And although it may appear to most that I have nothing at all to give, Those who care enough to look find that I have much more reason to live. I search to find the happiness lost in this world so very cold, I search to find what lonely hearts hold more precious than the finest gold. For to witness such happiness is a true miracle for one to see, But to give that gift straight from your heart is without a doubt, the true miracle for me. So you see that it's in love that I give to thee my heart, For in this way happiness I find just by simply doing my part. And if you stop for just one single moment to hear these words that I now speak... You'll finally embrace that one final thing, unknown to your heart, yet what it always did seek. Christopher T. Moore September 1994

Copyright © September 1994 Christopher T. Moore

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