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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This sad lament… No ill intent No wish to be impertinent An observation I must make On a sad loss That’s hard to take She waited so patient, by day or by night As I scratched my head when I struggled to write And should I produce a few lines circumspect She’d broadcast them gladly……. As I recollect And it wouldn’t matter the time of the day The moon at its peak or the sun shining gay For be it a saga or little of note She’d always find someone to read what I wrote She never would judge, though my language she checked And highlight with stars where I’d need to reflect But judgement was something I never did see Though sometimes she would say P.O.T.D This sad lament… No ill intent No wish to be impertinent An observation I must make On a sad loss That’s hard to take Why did she do what she did that sad day Why did she seem like she’d drifted away Her facelift moved features all over the place O how I miss her familiar face But focusing on her appearance is shallow It wasn’t her fault I’m creatively fallow Yet when I wrote something that lifted my zeal I found she’d befriended folk not truly real Did she not know of their hidden intent Did she not notice their dishonest bent Did she grow lonesome as each passing day Friends who were earnest were drifting away This sad lament… No ill intent No wish to be impertinent An observation I must make On a sad loss That’s hard to take How I recall the debates that we shared Should it be Christmas… or war been declared And how we would laugh till our sides became tight Yeast extract discussed as Tom Cunningham might I’d even compete just occasionally And sometimes a win would be handed to me Alas the pretenders have entered her fold And our ‘Lady Soup’ now seems sullen and cold And yet my fond memories that linger still Live on in hope that she still has the skill To look once again at the harm that was done To reclaim true friends… while pretenders… “Do One!”
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