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Dec 6
In the passages of time, your there
with sparling eyes and long red hair
we fell in love so easily it seemed
was it so real or was it just a dream?
For the first time in my life, I fell
from my empty room and cell
head over heels in love with you
into your  warm embrace, I flew.
In the memory of time, your there
but the passages of age is never fair
our love eroded by neglect
how sad, the memories reflect
Time is never kind to those apart
to those left with  a broken heart
bittersweet photos of a ugly end
things we couldn't fight off or defend.
In my mind's eye, your there
sparkling eyes and wind-blown hair
a sad reminder of the love we shared
when, once upon a time, we cared.
David Lessard
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David Lessard  75/M/Prescott, Arizona
(75/M/Prescott, Arizona)   
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