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Could Time Bring Her Back

It was in times past of twenty something years, on a radio her voice appeared. A beautiful sound as she spoke to me, my heart melted and became happy. Twas the day I met her, I fell in love, it will last forever and thats not enough. Beautiful, brown haired girl, bow in her hair and short she was, brown eyes glowing, beautiful as the morning sun. Two wonderful children and I had none. Baby dolls and matchbox cars the kids there played, kick ball and chase and hide and go seek, were the games we played most of the week. Tiny little dark skinned girl like my own daughter she was my world. She is grown now so beautiful and nice, I watched her grow fom a distance and space, seems I never could replace her in my heart like a daughter. Little brother running about, toy cars at a run sounding like a cycle, legs moving fast as lightening, round and round he went wide open all day till the day was spent. My son in my heart, but I have more, I have 3 sons living in my heart. Time is passing with everyday and time will take me away and be able to see no more the faces I love and will always adore. Could time bring her back and thus restore a lost love of mine that I had to hide,.......I cry.....love hides.....I die inside.....will time bring her back ? ................I sigh...... .

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Date: 1/13/2012 10:46:00 PM
Smile ˜ Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but given statistics through the course of sociological studies the odds seem to be quite grim and. Thus I would have to say, don't hold your breath my friend. ˜ John!:) ˜
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Walter Seigler
Date: 1/13/2012 11:06:00 PM
Thanks ..lol...I can see how that could be, but after much prayer........and time.....she is back. This poem just kind of keeps me in check about persistant prayers...and patients....lol...Thanks John =)

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