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May 2018
In his eyes the secret of my pain,
mirrored softly in the gentle rain;
Knowing very soon my days would die,
within the ghostly shadows of our goodbyes.

The words between us had all been said,
the torment lingered long inside my head;
Our tears had blended with the falling rain,
revealing hearts which sang a lost refrain.

With a childlike innocence our love was born,
as friendship carried us against the storm;
We laughed as if the world was honor bound,
discovering the depths of life's sweet sound.

But somehow in the twilight feelings changed,
our miracle that magically had proclaimed;
Soon faded with the moon and all its stars,
and disappeared like dust among the meteors.

How well I can recall the hours we shared,
the beauty of those days without a care;
And in my aging years the memories stay,
to comfort me--as if you'd never gone away.
Written by
Frances E McClelland  Hamilton, NJ
(Hamilton, NJ)   
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