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The Sweetest Thing Parts I, II, and III
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The Sweetest Thing Parts I, II, and III |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA 
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The sweetest thing was the taste of summer on my lips. < !signature-->The warmth of the sun in my mind as I ran, crashing through tall grasses and butterfly dreams. Thoughts only of play, iced tea, and love. The sweetest thing was the joy of boyhood. The sweetest thing was the the last time I slept through the night. The glorious feeling upon waking to morning sun. No midnight dreams wrenching me from the velvet clutch of rest, no ebony lit excursions to the medicine cabinet, no frustrated wrestle with covers which do not cooperate. The sweetest thing was the last sleep without thought. Thoughts of disease raging, poverty looming, work dooming. Yes the sweetest thing was that last good night's sleep. The sweetest thing was the chance to live. The opportunity to know your love before I died. Seeing my beautiful children come into this world, feeling the soft, warm breaths as I held them to my chest. Hearing the contagious giggling as we played 'The Claw', watching them become people with minds of thier own. The sweetest thing was the chance to say "I love you", for the last time before I left your side forever.  Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. JP "Everything is your own damn fault, if you are any good." E. Hemmingway [This message has been edited by JP (edited 07-07-2000).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
So sad... Sunny ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
Sad? I guess it could be so... I like to see the joy in those thoughts. A life well spent in love, taking pleasure in the simplest of things. Sad? Perhaps, but joyful still... Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. JP "Everything is your own damn fault, if you are any good." E. Hemmingway |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
JP The sweetest thing was the the last time I slept through the night. The glorious feeling upon waking to morning sun. No midnight dreams wrenching me from the velvet clutch of rest, no ebony lit excursions to the medicine cabinet, no frustrated wrestle with covers which do not cooperate. The sweetest thing was the last sleep without thought. Thoughts of disease raging, poverty looming, work dooming. Yes the sweetest thing was that last good night's sleep. your poem was the sweetest thing I have read in a while. I think you have summed up all our hopes and dreams and fears. We all hope for the sweetest things in life. Well said. excellent poem. A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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MagnoliaBlue Member
since 2000-05-12
Posts 367 |
Oh this is the sweetest thing ! I love this.  Such feelings,wow! You should submit...Nooo,this read to the book, silly!  MB~My Skipper Jim I love you! Your Lady June~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
quote: You are right, it is sweet and joyful...but it struck a sad note in my heart... Hugs, |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
Yep Sunny, bittersweet I suppose Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. JP "Everything is your own damn fault, if you are any good." E. Hemmingway |
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