Dyin' In Your Arms Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

On this day; happy birthday to
Gabriel García Márquez
Who said; 'What matters in life
Is not what happens to you
But what you remember
And how you remember it.'

And born on this day in Paris
Cyrano de Bergerac,
Who Edmond Rostand decided
Would make a fine heroic and
Romantic subject for a play
Bergerac, soldier and poet,
A man to be admired indeed
At least the fictional version
Secretly writin' love letters
To Roxanne, the woman he loves,
For Christian, a fellow soldier
Alas, poor Cyrano, Roxanne
Realizes, as he's dyin',
Who wrote her the letters
And who she really loves
At least Rostand permits
Poor Cyrano to have the fate
That any soldier and poet,
That any man dearly longs for
To die in the arms of his love

Also on this day, the birth of
Poet Elizabeth Barrett
Fellow poet Robert Browning
Was so moved by her poetry
That he wrote her a fan letter
Which led to a passionate
Correspondence, secret courtship
Then elopement to Italy
Where they lived and loved happily
Where she composed beloved poems
Where she died in Florence
In the arms of her love

And on this day, the sixth of March,
(Still without you, still missin' you)
As I look back and reflect, I
Remember all of the good times,
The very best times of my life,
With you, when we were together
I remember we were happy
And I make this wish, this prayer:
Would it were that I were allowed
To die in the arms of your love

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