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Array ( [sid] => 2122 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cry [time] => 2002-08-11 09:10:52 [hometext] => Just a re submit of an old one of mine - apologies [bodytext] => What seems like a lifetime ago,
first day at school when I was low,
you came and held my hand.
When teased by the class lout,
so often at me teachers shout,
you said "please don't cry".

As into teenagers we grew,
you were my best friend, that I knew,
you came and held my hand.
When my first love laughed, walked away
and I did not want another day,
you said "please don't cry".

The obvious thing that I'd missed,
you the beautiful woman now I kissed,
you came and held my hand.
As on sun strewn downs we lay a'heather
you whispered you would be mine forever,
you said "please don't cry".

Through the hell of birth you gave us child,
calmed me down as I went wild,
you came and held my hand.
When I told you of love so much,
your warm kiss, gentle touch,
you said "please don't cry".

Then dark clouds spreading sorrow,
so deep concerns of your tomorrow,
you came and held my hand.
A smile in your pain of death,
as with your very last breath
you said "please don't cry".

It was a lifetime ago,
upon my face it tends to show,
no one to hold my hand.
The cancer that took you away
means that now and every day,
I cry. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 22 [informant] => jonteD [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
Cry

Contributed by jonteD on Sunday, 11th August 2002 @ 09:10:52 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



What seems like a lifetime ago,
first day at school when I was low,
you came and held my hand.
When teased by the class lout,
so often at me teachers shout,
you said "please don't cry".

As into teenagers we grew,
you were my best friend, that I knew,
you came and held my hand.
When my first love laughed, walked away
and I did not want another day,
you said "please don't cry".

The obvious thing that I'd missed,
you the beautiful woman now I kissed,
you came and held my hand.
As on sun strewn downs we lay a'heather
you whispered you would be mine forever,
you said "please don't cry".

Through the hell of birth you gave us child,
calmed me down as I went wild,
you came and held my hand.
When I told you of love so much,
your warm kiss, gentle touch,
you said "please don't cry".

Then dark clouds spreading sorrow,
so deep concerns of your tomorrow,
you came and held my hand.
A smile in your pain of death,
as with your very last breath
you said "please don't cry".

It was a lifetime ago,
upon my face it tends to show,
no one to hold my hand.
The cancer that took you away
means that now and every day,
I cry.




Copyright © jonteD ... [ 2002-08-11 09:10:52]
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Re: Cry (User Rating: 1 )
by Suzy on Sunday, 11th August 2002 @ 09:17:57 AM AEST
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What a beautiful sad write...please don't apologize for reposting because this is wonderful..


Lasca


Re: Cry (User Rating: 1 )
by chatabox on Sunday, 11th August 2002 @ 10:38:52 PM AEST
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what can I say, this is one of the most moving pieces I have ever read. Your joy of being together and then your terrible loss, I am not ashamed to say it moved me to tears. You now have some wonderful memories of her to treasure for the rest of your life.

My very best wishes to you,
Penny.




Re: Cry (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Friday, 15th October 2004 @ 08:53:13 PM AEST
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Awww this makes me wanna cry...
Hugs
Jenni




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