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[aid] => mick
[title] => 50 Years
[time] => 2004-04-12 22:54:04
[hometext] => 50 years have not stemmed the tears
[bodytext] => A dance to last forever was all she dreamed about. A dance with a young lover and a chance to start again. She's pined away too many years now no brand new start. And to kiss him with all her love was to be a gift to that young man. Long it's been since sweetest kiss had wet those ruby lips. Long it's been since her softest touch had carressed his strong young hands. He stood above her on that boat and waved his last farewell. As the streamers in the air un-twirled he sailed off to foreign lands. 50 years have not stemmed the tears that ever seem to pool. Nor does she forget about him or his glowing, boyish face. A life long flood of emptiness was all she that had earned. And a scribbled piece of paper written in some hellish place. A simple love, with heart resolved she treasures that love forever. Patiently she waits, to hear his welcome call. Yes folks, 50 years have come and gone her smile now forever there. And one by one her friends hath slept she was the last to fall. Now she dances forever through the clouds floating on the air, with the boy who owns her heart for good, she laughs without a care. For through time eternal now they will always together be. As today we lay her in the ground under the apple tree. [comments] => 10 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 39 [informant] => twinkletoes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 22 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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