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hi U Rita Sam here often called Leumas

tried to write this poetry but it will not take if you want to read it check face book or or request my @yahoo.com email

I write poetry and I want to send this so badly: hope it comes out ------Someday when it seems as if the moon has stopped glowing;Lets us hope it is not due to pollution but due to our love that blinds our eyes.The stars are no more twinkling and the days;    Past us by as though we lost time with our planet,And are no more counting by, I will be the light that sparkles.Like a flame igniting our heart, reaching, tracing  And searching for every treasure deep within.For the love our country and planet, for the love of ourselves;Someday when you are no more, like the flame coming out,Of the fire, or like a world without, I will cry endlesslyBut I will still be the protectorate that I must live to be.And you will once more be enfolded by my arms.How can you tell the rain not to fall when the clouds exist?How can you tell the leaves not to fall when the winds exist?How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.Colours may fade, sun may not shine,The moon may not be bright, a heartbeat may stop,

i write poetry and I want to send this so badly: hope it comes outSomeday when it seems as if the moon has stopped glowing;Lets us hope it is not due to pollution but due to our love that blinds our eyes.The stars are no more twinkling and the days;    Past us by as though we lost time with our planet,And are no more counting by, I will be the light that sparkles.Like a flame igniting our heart, reaching, tracing  And searching for every treasure deep within.For the love our country and planet, for the love of ourselves;Someday when you are no more, like the flame coming out,Of the fire, or like a world without, I will cry endlesslyBut I will still be the protectorate that I must live to be.And you will once more be enfolded by my arms.How can you tell the rain not to fall when the clouds exist?How can you tell the leaves not to fall when the winds exist?How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.Colours may fade, sun may not shine,The moon may not be bright, a heartbeat may stop,Lives may pass bu