You told my heart farewell
And I was left with unshed tears, and
With a love that will deepen
Throughout the coming years.
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Writing my blue poem
With my pink pen...
Mellow blue,
Sweet Aster sugar blue,
...
Soft and confy inside
Hard on the feet sometimes
Often
Elevating one's
...
Yesterday I thought I
Must flee this earth
To escape the memory of you
And yet today, as I am living still,
...
I think perhaps
The heart of a child really is
Heart shaped,
Like those on valentine cards,
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Spring in my step
Spring in the air
Spring!
Spring!
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It is a sad song
When writers don't write,
And a melancholy thing when singers
Don't raise their voices in song,
...
Is it spring yet
pestered the daffodils
in shades of yellow delight.
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Dressed in red, the SOS of heartache, throbbing within my being.
Red, a reminder, passion's fire is now removed from my eyes.
Loneliness, I have no place to hide from its intrusion in my life,
It invades all the empty spaces.
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