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Nov 2013
I had a little dream
That slowly grew
Until one day
It was all but real,
I thought
It would be grand
If I could be
Loved by her,
And so I set my ways
To be for her
The very best
I could be,
Worked hard
Ambition driving me
To dress her in the very best
To house her in the very safest,
But I forgot
Just one
Little thing
The most important,
I forgot to love her
And so here
Surrounded in her dresses
Under the grandest roof,
I weep for her;
For it did not matter
How much I gave her
For she wanted very little,
My embrace
To clothe her
My love
To shelter her,
But I didn't know
And now she's gone
In the arms of another
And now I dream again...

APAD13 - 148 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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