Aubade, love song about the parting of lovers at dawn
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Aubade
What is it we love
Who can say
When we love everything
As far as the eye can see
Even to the far side of the world
And yet you chose to leave
That morning
In no way different than
Any other morning
And yet
Your leaving
Made that morning
The darkest ever
And so from that moment on
I search for you
I long for you
I remember your kiss
Against my will
I was forced to say
Goodbye that last time
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forced to say goodbyr…that stings annell…feel the pain of loss that is hard to often explain…
Yes, it does. Thanks for reading and commenting. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Often first loves aren’t true. Some loves leave us blue. We are lucky to read verse by you. Didn’t mean for all that to rhyme. Hoping for your heart to heal.
I was writing about the death of my Mom, and I guess it is truly one’s first love. Thanks for you comment. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Very lovely and sad morning poem… I like that it is the darkest ever moment…unforgettable moments specially your last line~
http://a-sweetlust.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-of-us.html
Annell, I hear your heart here. It is hard to say good-bye or have the other say good-bye when you are not ready (will never be ready) Despite the darkest of mornings, time continues, as long as it does for us. But sadness will stay.
Dearest Mary Your words are strong. Thank you so much. And Merry Christmas! Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Beautiful aubade, beautiful photo – it reminds me of the Northern Lights.
Such a parting seems inexcusably cruel, especially between two who have loved.
Beautiful and so sad…we do keep searching, don’t we?
“Forced to say goodbye ” – beautifully sad poem, Annell.
swinging back through to wish you a merry christmas annell…thoughts for you today…
Back at you Brain! Merry, Merry!!!! Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
thank you for thinking of me today…have a great new years this weekend…
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