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He awoke to find she wasn't there
The bed so empty cold and bare
Where could she be he loved her so
Out side was cold with falling snow
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He was sat upon the park bench a can of cider in his hand
Like so many others of his age he was listening to some band
Wires from his mobile were plugged into his ears
Yet his eyes looked dead and soulless he was high and full of fear
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Why do I feel so empty,
tired and oppressed
Why is my cup half empty
and I rarely even dress
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There in the sand of the desert
And the heat of the mid day sun
Lay a young English soldier
Crying out for the arms of his mum
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The Best Poem Of MARK NADIN

Timeless Endless Love

He awoke to find she wasn't there
The bed so empty cold and bare
Where could she be he loved her so
Out side was cold with falling snow
He covered up put on his boots
Out to the meadow where the night owl hoots
She'd wandered off so many times
In spring she sat there writing rhymes
In the summer she'd spend the night
Making all the garden bright
In autumn she would sit and stare
At the stars in the cool night air
Now there she was with her jim jams on
Putting her snowman's buttons on
He watched as he had many times before
Then walked her back to the kitchen door
He held her tight to warm her through
He wondered what he should do
For now he was also old and frail
They'd lived the lives in a fairy tail
So he held her tight and kissed her lips
Squeezed her gently on the hips
And then together they slipped away
To live in a land so far away

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