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[bodytext] => Old Annie sits by her window smiling Gently rocking in her chair compiling Reaches the box of memories full of years The slow-falling cascade of her tears. Sees through her window her grandchild at play; Her comfort zone in life, a love past away Thinks of her husband and daughter so dear, Memories of a lover in her heart she held near Annie looks through her window pane into the past, And her mind is comfortable, memories last With her thoughts and memories of days gone by; For there is not much future, the years just fly Old Annie dreams as she rocks in her chair; While her grey head holds memories of her hair so fair And the days slip away into years of remembrance, In her younger days she had a desire for concupiscence She opens the box laying by her side All her letters and secrets in there to hide She slowly reads his letter speaks out loud Her words echo above the gathering storm cloud The poem said My darling Annie I love you so Please wait for our love to flow The war should soon come to an end Until then my darling my love I send I hold a photo of you, keep it near my heart And pray to god we never again part The days are dark the nights so long Oh Annie my darling I know this is wrong Remember I will love you always and forever We will live on in each others hearts forever Until I can kiss you and hold you near Remember always Annie do not shed a tear Reading out the telegram hands trembling so "Died in action" that was such a long time ago She shivered remembering her tearful reaction Her secret love was more than a physical attraction Love xxAngelxx [comments] => 3 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 22 [informant] => sweetangeluk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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