From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V4 #113 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Tuesday, November 13 2001 Volume 04 : Number 113 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: Sometimes(poem) ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 18:47:07 -0500 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: Sometimes(poem) Hello everyone :) Okay I got off my butt to send a poem. I just wrote this now and despite that I wrote it I still have this really strong feeling in my gut that I can't get rid of or ignore. So I hope you all like it. Please ask if you have any questions and if you don't want to receive my poems, please tell me nicely and I won't send them anymore, okay? :) *hugs* ~Seth ================================================ Sometimes by Seth D. Fulmer 11-12-2001 Sometimes I think like we never ever talk and sometimes I think that is permanent You say I will run should I ever see you But why would I run when I love your personality You say I'm so sweet and I'm so great and so perfect...yet there are times I can say things so confusing to everyone and when I do see you, and when I am blinded by you It will not be from disgust, but from the beautiful nature of your face You are my angel, but sometimes I'm scared dear That the wings will fall off and I will crash down Sometimes I want to fly with you, and sometimes I do There are even times that I am surfing the stars without even realizing that I left the ground I don't know how you do it, nor do I really care In the still of the night I sometimes feel lonely but all I have to do is think of you to feel better ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V4 #113 **********************************