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My Ghost

Tenderness and love was all in their reach An omen spoken To live in fear and stand still in the night A guardian angel placed in their room But who was to know of the darkness Their short time together wouldn’t last all night The darkness of gloom took him away Lost in limbo, alone and sad Standing looking at himself still covered in blood. She lay there with him for the very last time Hoping and praying that the world was not passing by. It was not to be and no farewells spoken His body was gone but not the love Empty spaces all in a daze He tried to get back to touch her one last time He needed to be there Complete with her but it wasn’t to be In desperation he did reach out And found the angel standing firm She took him away from the one he loved The light shone bright one late night This time it was for real. His love for her shined as he stood by her side Then farewells were spoken with nothing to hide I love you she said as the penny fell for the last time Ditto he said to an empty shell Then they took him slowly away without a backward glance. He left this world knowing love and meaning And she loved no other Life doesn’t last forever so make it count Live for today for the darkness of gloom is always out there Friends and lovers pass like ships in the night Sometimes never to pass this way again So grab what you can and try to make it last forever Happiness is short lived and the ride stops for no one. Written by Diane Hunter and Bob Meader © Meader Hunter 2001

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/18/2009 3:12:00 PM
Thank you, it was a pleasure writting with Diane, we only wrote two pieces. Thank you for your kind comments I will pass this onto Diane.
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Date: 7/18/2009 2:57:00 PM
Incredible poem, Bob! And the message comes through loud and clear. We have to make the most of every moment. Anyone who has lost a loved one will confirm this. You and Diane produced a masterpiece! Love, Carolyn
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