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Nov 2013
I sit so still in this old room
Waiting alone as quiet looms,
And then a scent alerts my mind
A smell familiar but undefined.
And I think of her and life fades
I see her coming and yet afraid
She wants to tell me something new
By how she picked her words, I knew
I'd never feel the same again
A new chapter in my life begins.
Then the moment fades to quiet
And I'm yet still, my mind's a riot
Trying to find that nostalgic scent
That love and timely joy it lent
Where this old room was heaven sent
And words of love were said and meant.
JRC
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JRC
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