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[sid] => 58935
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Love's Path
[time] => 2004-08-04 23:13:27
[hometext] => Ten years after watching my soulmate leave, I am still looking for her in every crowd.
[bodytext] => That path you ask where does it lead Well sit for a tale most tragic For once it led to a beautiful tower Surrounded by a field of magic Birds did sing and fill the air With song that lifted the heart The crickets chirped their merry tune And the brook did babble its part Sunshine always filled the day The ground a carpet of flowers The leafs would dance upon the breeze And at night came gentle showers In the midst of this heavenly glade A tower standing tall and sure Its mighty walls were solid and strong Protecting a heart that’s pure The lad who made this tower home Led a life that was free of care His days were filled with song and dance His happiness beyond compare Then came that fateful morning When a movement caught his eye For there on the tower window Sat a beautiful butterfly Never before the lad did think Have my eyes beheld such treasure The colorful patterns on silken wings Sent out waves of pleasure He approached both shy yet eager Afraid she might fly away With a voice with trembled slightly He asked if she would stay After careful contemplation She said in a voice so low Stay with you for awhile OK But in the end I must go His heart was close to bursting For he knew down deep inside That once she saw his beautiful home She would never leave his side The days flew by in perfect bliss Together reaches heights unknown He soon forgot her careful warning ‘Til one morning she had flown Now the birds and bees still sang their songs And the sun still blazed outside But all was black inside the tower Reflections of a heart that died Slowly the darkness spread its wings ‘Til its shadow filled the glade Then vanish did the birds and flowers As the magic began to fade Today the meadow is dark and silent And all who pass shed tears For the lad has grown old and lonely Waiting for her all these years [comments] => 6 [counter] => 348 [topic] => 39 [informant] => mrpeanut64 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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