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Yesterday's Wine

Contributed by tamilyn on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 06:29:07 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



The clock is ticking rhythmically
The candle's growing dim
The radio is playing love songs
That I used to sing to him
A tear is rolling down my cheek
A wine glass in my hand
My mind is searching desperately
Off in a distant land
A land of sweet remembrances
Where flowers are in bloom
A history of a better time
Beneath the silver moon
I let the tears flow freely
I feel my heart grow numb
I light another habit
To which I have succumb
I fill my wine glass once again
I might as well enjoy
There's no one here to share it with
These thoughts I must destroy
I sing the love songs to myself
Somehow it's not the same
They used to have some meaning
When I used to speak your name
Sweet nothings, gentle whispers
An ode of lasting love
We used to sit for hours
Beneath the stars above
I finish off the bottle
I lay down and start to weep
But in my dreams I'll find you
As I drift off to sleep

Copyright: Tammy Hendershot
2004




Copyright © tamilyn ... [ 2004-05-25 06:29:07]
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Re: Yesterday's Wine (User Rating: 1 )
by Vermillion on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 07:13:19 AM AEST
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a truely moving poem, i could really feel everything you said and thats not easily done. keep up the excellent work


Re: Yesterday's Wine (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 08:10:52 AM AEST
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This flows sooooo smoothly and rings familiar. Nicely done!


Re: Yesterday's Wine (User Rating: 1 )
by kidpoet_213 on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 10:20:01 AM AEST
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This poem flows like wine from the bottle... very smooth and silky flowing... nice... very emotional... excellent job!
~Donna~




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