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Meadow of Green
Contributed by
poet_of_anger
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Wednesday, 26th January 2005 @ 02:50:22 AM in AEST
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Waiting patiently in a meadow of green
Listening closely to the silent soft breeze
Hoping that my love will come to me soon
No longer the loser no longer the fool
I lay back and sing a song in my head
I will be patient no tears need be shed
Perhaps I was wrong a fool still am I
And this whole thing called love I must be blind
Surely she gave me signs of her trust
I could not have imagined there were no thoughts of lust
And then I recall what I saw in my head
My love, My Anny, lays under me dead
And I glance all around me, taking in a gasp
For I am at her grave site still living in my past
My love, my Anny, I am still waiting for you
My love, my Anny, what else could I do
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Re: Meadow of Green
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by Xxluckie_lynnxX on
Wednesday, 26th January 2005 @ 04:52:58 PM AEST
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wow .. thats pretty good .. !
keep writing !
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Re: Meadow of Green
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 4th September 2005 @ 10:29:31 PM AEST
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Perfect title.. just wow..
Can you ever write!!!
I am blessed to have found your writes. Thank you for commenting on my write, so that I was able to locate you.
There are so many writers, I get lost. You are wonderful.
I sang the song, when I got to this sentence, I slowly recited.. no music , no singing..
****I could not have imagined there were no thoughts of lust
Deepened process, slowed down contact , I love it, this very effective closure... which brought tears to my eyes..
*****My love, my Anny, I am still waiting for you
My love, my Anny, what else could I do
Raquel Leah
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