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Sundowners Club
Contributed by
NoSaint
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Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 07:56:41 PM in AEST
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They reached the sundown of their lives
Many had been faithful loving wives
But no longer with their husband’s tarry
For death has taken the one they did marry
So together at the cemetery they gather
Something that they would not rather
And talk and sometime crack a joke
But mostly tears back they do choke
Some have been here for many a year
But others are new to this kind of tears
They call themselves the sundown club
A name for the group one of them did dub
The widows of a generation strong
When couples learned to get along
Where divorce was the exception you see
Loving no matter what was the decree
Most of them were women but now and then
They did admit to the club some men
Then it happened unexpectedly per chance
Once in a while there started a romance
For the sun may be near time to set
But they were not gone from this world yet
So life goes on and so does love
As their mates smiled from heaven above
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Re: Sundowners Club
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 08:04:56 PM AEST
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| I know this story well. lots of smiles come down.. yes, life goes on. when I was a young woman, I asked my first husband, if I died, would you remarry, and he answered me, life goes on my love. All I needed to hear, and then, I am still here, and I remarried, and He gave me away to my second husband, my story is the same as my next door neighbor.. I am not so unique, lots of people go through this.. well, I go to visit the cemetary often, for my other family, to the ocean for my first husband, and yes, talk, laugh, hide tears.. lovely write, just lovely, your pen knows my heart. raquelLeah :D |
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Re: Sundowners Club
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 08:12:20 PM AEST
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| Wow a very beautiful and most powerful poem, I really loved it, it was excellent, the ending tied all of it up, it was really good. Keep up the good work. SLipSiX. |
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Re: Sundowners Club
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by shelby on
Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 08:55:27 PM AEST
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I loved this Shari. I could see it all unfolding.
Michelle |
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Re: Sundowners Club
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by deadheadpoet on
Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 09:48:22 PM AEST
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| Beautiful story Shari. Loved it...so sad at the beginning then happiness comes at the end...and so life goes on. Thanks for sharing, Peace, Laura |
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Re: Sundowners Club
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by bernard2 on
Thursday, 26th January 2006 @ 09:32:13 AM AEST
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| I would like to bet that this happens more often than not. I often see men and women at cemetaries many speak to their loved ones. Fitting name Sundowners club. peace from bernard2 |
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