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To Isabel
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To Isabel |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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To Isabel I pledge my love this year once more, Add to the fifty six before. The word of love that means so much, The fifty six just seemed a touch. A love that's hard to qualify, Your actions like a butterfly. And to my friends, I'm in your debt, The gift, of the butterfly net. But over all, its still a ball, Each winter, summer and each fall. And whatever the future store? My love for you, can hold no more. |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
This is absolutely beautiful, Your wife is blest to have you in her life, as you are equally blest to have her. I really loved this, thanks for sharing it with us. |
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thursdayschild Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 169Houston, Tx. |
Lovely poem, expressing such sweet love. Isabel is my mom's name!  |
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Sue Member
since 1999-08-04
Posts 383France |
What a lovely gift! She's a lucky lady! |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
May the two of you spend many more together.... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Thank you so much all in turn and like a homing peagon the blessings will return. |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Awwww, this is so sweet and beautiful. I know your wife will treasure this. She is so luky to have you. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Look at all of the time that's passed... not one as yet to be called the last and still the strings of heart are strung; and still the song of love, is sung...  to both our Sy, and our Isabelle... a love's light should never, ever be hidden by a basket. |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Ain't love just grand? You are no different than the rest of the world, with their ups and downs, only you have mastered the art.  |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
This is the poem to end my night with. It makes me smile and it makes me sad. Sometimes, I just wish that I knew people and this is a couple that I would have loved to know. Goodnight, Mr. Tabin. Alison |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thanks for bringing this back~~ There are some that I met here that are no longer with us and Sy was here every morning to brighten our days. M |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Seymour, I clicked Archives and then your name and found this most lovely poem for your dear wife. You are still within our hearts and I do hope you are having a great time where you are now ... possibly continuing to write poetry. Who knows one day we shall meet again. With love, Margherita |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I feel you two may very well meet again one day, Margherita. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, Margherita, Our Seymour and his beloved may not be in the bodily forms they once inhabited, but their souls will be known to a poet such as yourself. This, I believe, for this, I believe. I plan on giving them both a great hug...without Isabel, he would have never written all that he did... and I want to hear him with my own soul. |
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