With special thanks to Richard Armitage
To see a glimpse of his smile
He'll never know to what lengths I go.
To hear a second of his voice,
How many times? I long for him to know
That to see his work
Is a privilege I treasure.
To revel in his talent,
Nothing but a pleasure.
He'll never know the inspiration,
The love and friendship that he brings
To so many lives, so many places,
With nothing asked for, hope always springs.
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My Poetry
PoetryI used to write songs when I was at school but never really managed to get past the first verse and chorus. Giving the song writing up as a bad job...this is where I shall leave my very occasional attempts at poetry. Please don't feel obliged to r...
