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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Years End ! A New Year's Beginning ! As two thousand and nine reached out to it's end, a beautiful Oriental Flower, - could she be my Friend ? November and December gave wing, showed me promise. New Years Eve gave birth to a New Year, the promise of, seemed to give way to the promise of 's, demise What did I see ?, What did I know ?, was I not wise ? In the early hours of two thousand and ten, did it become clear ?, the message she did send, would it show ?, the promise of, would end in pain and life would revert to what it was, once again. This body of mine, my mind, my arms knew only air as this beautiful Oriental Flower, this Lady fair did leave me alone, into the darkness, my dreams to stare at the future, into it's heart and all that it would never bring - the joyous lyrics, the lively tunes never to sing. I knew - in pain and disappointment - it might never be yet, in the worlds of hope, desire, expectations I still want to see their essence give birth to a future full of realized dreams, dreams that - because of much - die a thousand deaths, it seems in the mind of this indigent, disabled old man who thought - at life, happiness and love - could try his hand, just one more time before life ends in changes that take us back and then - maybe ?, - ahead, but for this moment, here I am, alone instead pen in hand - words and fate - which arranges what will fill and with what ?, all life's changes as moments walk passed all the memories of the effulgence my Oriental beauty radiated upon this tired old soul as her - I thought, I believed, me she wanted to know. Like Christmas day, where there lay no snow, I am left with a feeling that there is something missing, yet her beautiful lips, her soul I still want to be kissing. And now I feel I have been kissing it all good bye. B J "A" 2 January 1st 2010
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