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Never Be Her Home
Contributed by
alasdaircairns
on
Tuesday, 5th September 2006 @ 05:26:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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I walked a pathway full of peaches,
That seemed to lead to golden beaches,
Where my fair maiden leaned back smiling,
Then stroked my hair and helped me home.
We strolled through fields of corn and haystacks,
I let go fears of looking far back,
And my fair Kathryn gripped me tightly,
That knowing gaze as we drove home.
I wondered at her soul at nighttime,
And asked if I was part of her rhyme,
She gave fair answers, told me rightly,
That I could never be her home.
I still look up to heavens dreaming,
Inside my heart is slowly screaming,
As my fair girl's true love is leaving,
And now I'm feeling so alone.
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2006-09-05 17:26:47]
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Re: Never Be Her Home
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by Rhei76 on
Tuesday, 5th September 2006 @ 05:34:23 PM AEST
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Well when the summer slips away
we have to look back
sorry she had to go
but rather of had
then never known
Excellent reflection
and a nice dedication |
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Re: Never Be Her Home
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by Ruby2sdy on
Tuesday, 5th September 2006 @ 05:41:48 PM AEST
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im gunna quote my good friend the late, great, jeff buckley here "Love heals all wounds, and not just time alone" the man knows his stuff... great write, as per usual...
mardi le rouge |
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