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A Comment by Loy
A beautiful poem - thank you for reposting.
Sometimes it helps to go back and look at what was written. This was on January 6, 2018
Love can not be bought or sold
and is not for you to borrow
what does not belong to you
and give it back tomorrow,
for love runs away from me,
seeking others, for the morrow,
while sadness permeates my soul
drowning me in sorrow.
A great emotion,
escapes from my mind,
leaving no trail as
memories are left behind.
Try, as I must,
to retrieve this thought
I can't recall
and it can't be bought.
You can win this,
is what he said to me.
You have all the talent,
let your emotions run free.
Why should I believe you,
my answer to he.
You don't know me well,
just let me be.
I'm missing your lovely face,
every waking moment, of my life.
How I wish you could,
return to me, my lovely wife.
Grandiose Firs,
reach for the sky.
Stretching limbs
to heavens, up high.
Maple trees, more than 100 years old,
majestic as they aged,
foliage all gold.
Some other day,
I want to run
and hide.
You can't.
a voice did chide.
I know I can't
nor will I ever,
run away, for
that's not
who I am.
Please, please,
just go away.
It was late,
in early Spring,
as a new love,
I learned to sing.
Sing about all
the joys in life,
being together,
with my lovely wife.
What has happened,
during these long years,
when life has changed,
and now I have many fears.
I can't change
the outcome, laying ahead.
I pray I can, but
what I see, is nothing good.
Anticipation, of what lies ahead,
about the fate I will find.
A slow goodbye, for
the love of mine.
Another year,
Another season,
Another time,
Another reason.
Why must our lives
be so difficult now.
Please tell me, please
I can't fix it. I don't know how.
I see you once,
every few days.
You radiate beauty,
like moonbeam rays.
One of the points,
I see about you,
a radiant smile,
a pleasant view.
I speak in words,
hard to understand,
mostly slang words,
in this your new land.
Today is the first day of
the rest of your life's journey,
take little steps as you move
along, try not to be in a hurry.
Off we go,
once again.
A new task,
making my head spin.
Alone, by myself,
I hope to endure,
doing the task,
with minimal fear.
What lies ahead,
for today and tomorrow.
At this point in time,
it's heartache and sorrow.
The weather is cool,
no rain in sight,
which means,
it will rain tonight.