Category : Poems

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I loved her in all the ways I knew, 
   Some things even out of the blue,
 With tears, hugs, thunder, rain and smiles,
 Writing messages to ask her when she comes...

 I loved her as I read in books,
  As I heard from my high school classmates.
  As I saw in old movies,
  As I noticed old people holding hands
   In the middle of September.

 As young people kissed 
 Each other on the cheeks on the bus, 
 As I loved poems and I looked for the moon
     When the sun was making waves
  With the clouds.