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My Little Black Book You may ask, What's in my little black book? Close your eyes, you might get a look. If you peek, then you won't see inside. You'll never know more, others have tried. There aren't any names, or phone numbers there. You might even say, it kind of looks bare. Look at it closer, then you will see. The feelings inside, which can only be me. You will see love, happiness too. You will see death, times that were blue. There are the moments, filled with my thoughts. You may try to learn, but can never be taught. For inside is a treasure, if your fortunate to look. Hidden inside, my little black book? |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Rene L Bennett On Date: 2007-12-06 19:53:25
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.80000
I really like the idea you have here of looking inside the little black book to see the inner you. This is really great! What an idea and what a write!
Rene'