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[sid] => 8890
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => A SONG AND A PRAYER
[time] => 2002-12-19 17:00:00
[hometext] => This and the music was written for the lady of my life...who since moved on...
[bodytext] => She’s into my life like a song and a prayer….never before, it just wasn’t there..
My life has changed like flowers in June…A new day is here, “smell the lilacs in bloom” Her long dark hair, her beautiful smile…when she say’s “hi”, I’m faint for a while…. Her laughter echo’s, the silence awakes…her beauty abound.. just makes my heart ache.. But now she’s gone like a crisp spring day, and I’m all alone..… with nothing to say.. I know not when love came and gone….where it ended or when it begun.. So I’m sitting here on the edge of my bed…with thoughts of my lady running in my head.. If only I’d seen the pain in her heart… if I had known, the end would not start… Oh how I wonder what life will bring…without my lady, the birds don’t sing.. My life is gone, but I’m still around…without my lady, there is no sound.. No lady to hold and call my own...no lady to talk to when I’m all alone.. With each day passing only hope is alive…sweet dreams of a future that did not survive.. She’s into my life like a song and a prayer….never before, it just wasn’t there.. All I have left is a song and a prayer….sometimes I wonder what all I can bear… [comments] => 4 [counter] => 280 [topic] => 24 [informant] => kengie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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