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You
No one could come close to you in my eyes it's you
I think about you constantly, with out you life is blue
you tease sometimes you hurt my feelings, I cry
Yet with out you I would curl up and just die
you are my everything, my love, my man yes you
I could walk away from anything except you, my glue
Friday 24th January 2020 11:41 pm
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Carry On Tuesday #36
Written for and posted to carry on tuesday
The prompt this week is from Robert Browning's
Grow Old Along With Me
Grow old along with me
the best is yet to be.
I used the line the best is yet to be, which I inserted into
the rewriting/updating of a piece I wrote a few years back.
The original poem is a stand alone piece and todays offering
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Monday 18th January 2010 12:25 am
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