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Oct 2014
on the first day love did bloom
yet this love twas destine for doom

on the second day love waned
it poured in rain sustained

on the third day love split apart
none twas left in the heart

on the forth day love lost its glow
gone twas the light's show

on the fifth day love lay in despair
for want of sweet scented air

on the sixth day love didn't survive
not a jot stayed alive

on the seventh day love died
whereby the lovers cried

on the eighth day love resurrected
whereupon love reconnected
a prompt from a poet friend inspired this write...
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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