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Little Treasure

Friday, March 12th, 1999

Little Treasure

I found a treasure,
More beautiful than a star.
It shines much brighter,
And it isn’t even that far.

I found a treasure,
More beautiful than the sun.
Its beams warm a heart much more,
Before the day has even begun.

I found a treasure,
Covered inside of me.
Once I got to share you,
Till than you’ll safe here with me.

I found a treasure,
A beautiful gift of love.
You will touch everyone’s heart,
You’re a treasure I’ll never let go of.

D.S. March 12 99 3:30pm

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The little man in the bottle

Tuesday, September 22nd, 1998

The little man in the bottle

Let me tell u a story about what happened to a fairy one day,
She lived once a time in a country far, far away…..
Am sure she was a fairy cause of the things that she could do….
And she was little, friendly and beautiful to,

Now you people will say :”How do you know ? ”
Cause it happened a real long time ago…..
My answer is, listen to the story first will you,
And after that you may wonder if its all true….

She did wonderful things and gave people advice,
Cause she was a fairy, and cause of that very wise….
She could make the sun shine on a rainy day,
She could give you a snowman on a sunny day in may,

And again you people will say :”How do you know ? ”
Cause it happened a real long time ago…..
My answer is, listen to the story first will you,
And after that you may wonder if its all true….

She wore everyday another beautiful dress,
and around her neck always shiny tears of happiness…
Her voice was lucidle as a nightingale and pure as gold,
She was so pretty you wouldn’t say she was a hundred years old,

Once again you people will say :”How do you know ? ”
Cause it happened a real long time ago…..
Am getting upset cause you people interrupted me again,
Now Please, listen and when i finished the story I’ll tell you than,

Her hair was so long that it reached the ground,
That is so long that i wonder why she did not had it bound….
But most important for her was what she hold in her right hand,
A silver bar, with a diamond on top ; her magic wand,

And off course you people will say again :”How do you know ? ”
Cause it happened a real long time ago…..
Well , I’m tired of hearing this question over and over again,
So I’ll tell you : I was told this by a very friendly very little man,

He lived in a bottle in a country far, far away,
And if you people stop interrupting and learn how to listen,
Than maybe I might tell you the rest of this story some other day…

29 september 1998 – 01:50 am D.S.

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Tevreden

Wednesday, July 15th, 1998

Tevreden,

Het goud van het graan,
Het groen van het gras,
Het wit van de wolken,
Het geel van de boterbloemen,
Het rood van de ondergaande zon,
Het landschap in zijn geheel,
En in vrede,
Valt in slaap.

D.S. 15 juli 1998

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A Raindrop and a Tear

Saturday, June 6th, 1998

simple and clear

drops down from the sky

without any fear


simple and clear

drops down on my face

just a simple tear

D.S. 6 juni 1998 1:26 PM

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