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It Came and Passed
It came and passed, and not a word was spoken as trills sang sweet from the tongue of the sparrow. Indifference now, our love was but a token, my heart’s pierced through with Cupid’s broken arrow. With morning break I felt the deepest sorrow and setting sun heard silence, yet unbroken, then tolling bells left no time more to borrow. It came and passed, and not a word was spoken. The cool breeze blew, no cloud in azure heaven, no voice raised loud atop the rolling barrow, like yeastless bread our words could never leaven, as trills sang sweet from the tongue of the sparrow. So deep our passion grew in early sun rise, till lost in evening sleep and never woken. Like snowflakes that melt upon our hands are lies, indifference now, our love was but a token. Forever has now come with painful remorse With night our light is dim, and vision narrow, as in the dark we fumble to change our course, my heart’s pierced through with Cupid’s broken arrow. Long each minute passed in sorrowed memory, no tears to shed for moments lost forever. Flamed to ash in naught but burnt black cindery as, like the day, we’re but a lost endeavor, …it came and passed. 10/27/2017
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