There was once a child who's heart was broken, she had
no love only gifts and tokens. Showered with money and
gifts from her Dad, it's no wonder this poor child was always
sad. Her Mother never cared, there was no time for thought,
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Your 'story'-mode pieces are increasingly captivating Sylvia. Loved this piece.
Without love life would not be worth living. A very moving poem, Sylvia. Love from your sister in spirit, Sandra
A sad tale with a happy ending. I'm glad this woman finally did find love. Very nice. Sincerely, mary
A very sad story to tell here Sylvia, and an unusual ending too. Good flow and balance though. Try changing, maize for maze. Love from your spellchecker. Love Ernestine XXX
It seems to me that without love, our souls die, and some will find it where they can. How sad, sad, sad!
How can something be so beautiful yet so heart-breaking at the same time? You have the poet’s gift of personal style Love Duncan