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One Last Chance

Contributed by J_Ganey on Wednesday, 18th December 2002 @ 06:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



Resting his head beneath the old oak tree
The chill in the air, sparking a distant memory
Of when he used to sit by the fire on these nights
And tell stories to the children, by fireplace light

Those times had passed, as the children grew older
His daughter now a seamstress, her brother a soldier
It grew even harder, at the first hints of snow
As he thought of his late wife, and the places they’d go

Recalling the nights, spent skating on the old frozen lake
Well for her anyway, he’d sit quietly to watch and wait
Admiring the graceful way, her hair would flow
As the moonlight on her skin produced a beautiful glow

Weeping silently, as he recalled their tradition
To share a single slow dance, on this day in question
He hadn’t even tried to move in that way
Since the last time they were together, last Christmas day

Through his tears he asked the wind for one last chance
To share with his eternal love, their annual dance
For a last chance to feel the heat from her cheek
Pressed against his own, as they whispered real weak

As the wind quickened in pace, the branches creaked
And much to his surprise, he heard his love speak
Stunned even more when he saw her in front of eyes
This Christmas would make up for last, he finally decides

There in the woods, with the rhythm of the wind
Their yearly tradition, continuing to no end
Dawn coming he held on to her so
Swearing to himself he’d never let go

But he had no other choice with the coming of Dawn
As she whispered he had to let go, it’s time to move on
He still had a few years to go, before making it to her side
And that she’d be there waiting, arms open wide

With the coming of the sun, she vanished in the breeze
In tears the man fell to upon his aged knees
Crying cause she knew that she was right
And thankful, he had that one chance last night





Copyright © J_Ganey ... [ 2002-12-18 06:00:00]
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Re: One Last Chance (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Wednesday, 18th December 2002 @ 06:43:09 AM AEST
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awwe... thats cool :)


Re: One Last Chance (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Wednesday, 18th December 2002 @ 05:10:17 PM AEST
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Wow is right.....this is very pretty...it's definately a breathtaker....thanks for sharing t his one ...
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.




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