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I am new to the forum. Please feel free to comment and suggest ways of improving my poems. Nora
A Widow's Valentine
Eight years have gone by since my valentine died
and still no rest is in sight.
I toil and I struggle, I cry and I wait but no love
can I anticipate
Gone are my glasses so rosy and gay and gone is my
cupid, my youth, and my day
Empty existence, no love comes to stay
Life without you babe all hell and no play
For I yearn for the moments when all right in my
I yearn for my lover, my friend, my old life.
Friends say not to worry, get on with your life
You're young and you're strong and full of delight
Somehow, I don't see it all empty inside
For I yearn for my friend, my lover, my old life
I once was all happy, content, full of Joy
As bright and as shiny as if a new toy
With you by my side babe, love was all right
With you by my side babe, I had a great life
But gone are those days, only winter resides
For I yearn for my lover, my friend, my old life.
[This message has been edited by Nora Stevens (edited 02-11-2000).]