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" 831 "

Jane Latham 1955 (East Prairie,Missouri)

When I see you in a crowded room
I long to tell you, " I love you "
You feel uncomfortable when I am bold
 I give to you, a secret code

"831" a secret code, just between us
It can be used, anytime, any place
without fear or fuss

You will know in your heart
exactly what it means
And know your feelings
I am Honoring

There are 8 letters in this phrase
Divided into 3 words
They equal 1 meaning
packed with all my love

So without ever touching
as you look into my eyes
I will whisper, "831"
As I pass you by
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Submitted by jane_l on May 04, 2021

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Jane Latham

M. Jane Latham I currently reside in Hopkinsville, Kentucky My parents: Rev. Floyd & Bertha Parrish Spouse: David Latham. Education: PAE, Portage Indiana, HCC, Hopkinsville KY, Phi Theta Kappa. Occupation: Phlebotomist ASCP , Now retired. My poems are written from experiences of life through family, friends, co-workers ,My love/My Spouse. Writing is a way to communicate when unable to speak. Hobbies: Artist, Writer, Musician, Quilter Goals: Finish my books, share with others, my feelings, views, hopes and dreams. more…

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