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Open Poetry #13

The Path

kitkat
Senior Member

since 2000-01-11

Posts 878
Nova Scotia

0 posted 2001-03-29 02:41 PM

The Path

What once was easy walking
no hesitation in her stride
traveling with an airy pace
her lover by her side

The sun had shone so brightly
the Birds they flew with grace
the world was full of laughter
there was a smile upon her face.

Their kisses were like magic
hypnotic was his eyes
together they made promises
for True Love never dies.

They climbed that hill together
through out the passing years
renewing their Vows of commitment
overcoming all their fears.

She walks along the lonely Path
she is weak but must be brave
her memories they give her strength
As she visits her husbands grave.

Kathleen Harmom©March 26, 2001

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2001-03-29 03:06 PM

Tenderly wrought....

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

2 posted 2001-03-30 09:23 AM

Such sadness... well written!

kitkat
Senior Member

since 2000-01-11

Posts 878
Nova Scotia

3 posted 2001-03-30 02:44 PM

Thank you for your replies.

Irish Rose
Member Patricius

since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

4 posted 2001-04-04 07:57 PM

what a lovely name you have!!!! I truly enjoyed this one, Kathleen

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

5 posted 2001-04-05 03:45 PM

"Her memories they give her strength."
May each one of us have those special memories when our loved one preceeds us...to comfort us and put a smile on our face...James

Lone Wolf
Member Ascendant

since 2000-03-16

Posts 5842
Lansing, MI USA

6 posted 2001-04-05 03:51 PM

Oh, how sweet yet sad. Letting go is never easy.

All writing comes
by the grace of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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