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Click hereThe smell of spring wafts past my nose
moist with soil and budding rose
memories sweet as cherry wine
filling my soul with a better time
perhaps the dreams were mine alone
the seeds by my own hand sown
Your eyes hide secrets I long to hear
secrets are yours not mine, that's clear
You never thought about my heart
that alone tears me apart
I thought I knew you had a plan
I thought I knew you were my man
reality created inside my head
flowers of spring, long are dead
1/14/13
sad poem help the writer but are less moving to the reader unless laced with some hidden venom
hopefully they outlast the relationship. TK U MLJ LV NV