Open Poetry #39 |
Lover's Song |
trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
I'll never know her warmth or touch, Or her lips that gently speak, I'll never know her warm embrace, For it's a love we'll never seek. Now, there are those that bliss may know And the joy that union brings, But a love not met and blessed by veil, Kills the song - the singer sings. For who of us can know life's road, Or where our journey's end may be, For hope may bring me love replete Then the song you'll hear will be sung by me. Poetry is just the evidence of life. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
For who of us can know life's road, Or where our journey's end may be, For hope may bring me love replete Then the song you'll hear will be sung by me. ah my sweet Bill... it's all in the life lessons.. enjoyed RDB |
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Beatrice Boyle Member
since 2006-12-06
Posts 438 |
And sing you will! This was absolutely lovely...it touched ;my heart. Bea Grandma Bea |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
amazing!! |
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