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Stranger, walk into my living room and tell me what you see.

I see the tools of both your trades.
I see the eagles and the lizards.
I see the books.
I see your grandchildren’s pictures.

Stranger, walk into my bedroom and tell me what you see.

I see your bed and extra blanket.
I see the eagles and the lizards.
I see the books.
I see your daughter’s picture.

Stranger, walk into my heart and tell me what you see.

I see your broken heart.
I see your eagles and your lizards.
I see your thoughts.
I see your family and your friends.

Stranger, now I will tell you what I see.

I see a living room full of dreams.
I see eagles flying and lizards watching.
I see the truth, I live and breath.
I see that you are no longer a stranger to me.

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The following comments are for "Stranger"
by kat

I wanted to end this poem on a positive note. I am glad you noticed :-)

RX there will be a lot more :-) Thanks for your interest.

( Posted by: kat [Member] On: March 23, 2002 )

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