the face I see
The face I see,
Has a name.
I know the name,
But who’s hiding behind the face.
A friend, who went through a lot.
Didn’t always have it easy.
Yet, you’ll never notice that.
As he stands there,
Always staying strong for his friends.
I wish I knew more,
About the friend with this face.
But I have to admit,
He may be a friend,
I wish I took more time,
To get to know him better.
Now it is too late
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Raves: | Woensdag, november 25, 2009 16:55 |
| wauw, heeeel mooi! |
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| Zaagsken: | Zaterdag, april 14, 2007 12:09 |
| mooi! Sterkte meisj''. |
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| Aminekuhh: | Zaterdag, april 14, 2007 12:03 |
| Sterkte meisj''. 3 |
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| Kipjelief: | Zaterdag, april 07, 2007 16:58 |
| heel mooi! |
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| Rebelle: | Zaterdag, april 07, 2007 09:28 |
| Sterk beschreven! Ja, zo gaat het... De triestheid van ons te laat iets realiseren! Geweldig weerwolf.. Liefs, Rebelle | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: weerwolfjuhn | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 april 2007 | ||
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