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Fond Blessings
A little lost tonight.
Hadn't realized how much
I defined myself
through what we had.
It's not there any more,
and I'm more sorry
than I expected.
Just mourning the death
of us as we were
a little.
So I raise my glass,
anam cara,
to what we used to be.
Fate be kind to you,
and may your soul
continue to grow.
Hadn't realized how much
I defined myself
through what we had.
It's not there any more,
and I'm more sorry
than I expected.
Just mourning the death
of us as we were
a little.
So I raise my glass,
anam cara,
to what we used to be.
Fate be kind to you,
and may your soul
continue to grow.
Published 3rd Feb 2012
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3rd Feb 2012 11:08am
should say that some places made me admire those way of words ....as little words tells volumes here - esp.
>>Just mourning the death
of us as we were
a little. >> is very stark a way u had put it .
>>Just mourning the death
of us as we were
a little. >> is very stark a way u had put it .
3rd Feb 2012 11:56am
Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Working on simplicity; I tend to ramble. I appreciate the feedback.
Anonymous
21st Mar 2012 2:22am
This is a very wisely worded poem about the dissolution of a relationship done in a polite way
You bring in nostalgia about what could have been. That was a good touch!!!!!
You bring in nostalgia about what could have been. That was a good touch!!!!!
2nd Apr 2012 6:13am
