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i think it was december.
there was a cold wisconsin wind.
your love, i can remember,
welcomed me like an old friend.
i recall it being cold,
because we skated on the lake.
(the secrets that we told;
the love we used to make
the dreams we used to share,
each sealed with a kiss.
a love beyond compare
that i truly miss)
the first day the robins sang
God took you away,
now, every time i hear one sing
i think of that day.
sure as there are stars above,
as far as i can remember,
i have never felt so loved.
i think it was december.
--from The Love Experience, Pt1, by Alieux Casey ( 1990)
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3 comments:
No matter the month or the season, 'I think' I like this poem. Brings up all kinds of memories in the mentality of my heart.
I think this poem is ART!
One.
It is December and that is a good post.
Thank you, moanerplicity, jt, and wonder man!
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