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In My Dreams He Is Alive Again

The face that was familiar is no more Yet in my dreams ,he is alive again If ,by a chance, his life could be restored It would affect me like the hidden chord Which played, my own life force would go. That one must live and one must die is plain The face that was familiar is no more. Yet in my dreams ,he is alive again

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Paul Callus

Date: 8/30/2016 12:50:00 PM

Having just read your previous poem (I can't stop getting it) I can understand these words even more. Loss is hard to cope with; memories will stay there for ever more. Take care. Regards // paul

Tim Smith

Date: 8/29/2016 4:01:00 PM

Such a lovely Triolet Katherine. He will remain in your dreams close to your heart.

Katherine Braithwaite
Date: 8/30/2016 4:32:00 AM

Thank you so much,Tim.I only wrote my first triolets last week.I find learning helps sadness.And often when grieving there is much time empty of the one who used to share it.I am touched by your comment.Katherine.