ANDREY HEAVENS
Soon after I got my first computer, I got MSN Messenger. I was looking
through the member directory for members who had things in common with me. I
spotted Andrey's name and profile, along with a few others who shared my
interests. I sent an introductory e-mail to them and two people replied. Andrey
and another member.
Andrey sent me her own introductory e-mail and said
she would like to be friends. We sent each other a lot of e-mails, e-cards, and
chatted on MSN Messenger and AOL Instant Messenger. I saved many of the
conversations we shared.
Andrey lives in California but is presently
attending college in another state. She is a poet and a good one. She wants to
keep that talent to herself for now. However, she wrote me two poems. One is
posted in her MSN Messenger profile and the other one is featured on this page.
I'm trying to incourage her to post her poetry on poetry websites. I believe
others will be blessed by her talent.
I treasure her friendship. Now we
have set aside a time when we can chat in my live chat room. We're planning for
Friday night at 7PM.
ANDREY, YOU'RE THE BEST!
Below is the poem
Andrey wrote for me. I hope you like it as much as I do.
POEM BY ANDREY HEAVENS
Candlelight
The sun set and it was dark
Retrieving faces and weary smiles left
So I became alone.
It was dark, so I lit a candle
Its light lived too small for the room
Its strength proved sullen to wired rings
Yet it lit.
One day the sun rose
And the candles light faded to pass
Though it no longer lived for purpose
I did not blow it out.
Now every time the sun can set
My candle lets no smoke
And one day when wires crash and sink to past
Future knows ill last.
Seen its strength from night within
It lights, it burns, too calm for sin.
By Andrey Heavens (
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Below Is My Poem To Andrey!
Simply Andrey
When I think of you,
I think of a rose,
Kissed by the morning
dew.
A bird souring across a sunrise,
The wind gently brushing its
wings,
as it embraces the endless skies.
Dreaming by a lazy
beach,
Learning from nature,
What words could not teach.
The rush
of a cool stream,
Splashing down a mountain side,
While I sit, and watch
and dream.
The pure touch of a snow scene,
How it's tender white
drops,
Once again makes the world clean.
The rhythm of the falling
rain,
Tap, tap, taping my window pane,
When troubles like storm clouds
darken my day,
What do I think of, why, simply Andrey.
Dedicated
to my special friend Andery Heavens.
© 2003 Belinda Smith (All rights reserved)
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