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Apr 2020
I go up through the mowing field
while my poor heart reviles
it's old passions of long ago
the headless aftermath of the beating past
keeps hanging around like a necklace around my nick
the pain hovers over me like the clouds of gray
half closes is the garden path where you lay
I come to the garden ground
of sober birds sing
while my poor heartaches
I kneel down to pray
but my words were hard for me to say
Oh how much I love you
I do hope you known it
I do hope I gave my all to you
my tears I couldn't hold back
they came down like rain
On the ground the leaves
lingered with the breeze
sweeping them away softly  
I end not far from my going forth
to pick up the faded blue rose
of long ago I have given to you on Your grave
Oh, how my poor heartaches for you
I just hang on to your love I once knew
I walk away with no more words I could say
But to put another in the other one's place
With a word, I will always love you.

Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery
DARKEN DREAMS POETIC JUDY EMERY
THE QUEEN OF DARKEN DREAMS
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THE QUEEN OF DARKEN DREAMS  54/F/CALIFORNIA
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