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All Your Beautiful Things

Now you are gone and all your flowers have faded what shall I do with your rose which still yet lives, but jaded, what shall I do with your flowers which bled their lives away, and every blade of grass rain tipped this summer day. Now you are gone and I am in the field standing by a lonely sycamore I’ll think of you, and you will come to me my own true love, ma chérie d'amour.

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Delysia Hendricks

Date: 4/23/2013 10:57:00 PM

Outstanding poetry, Tom. I'm always moved by your writing. :)

Sheri Fresonke Harper

Date: 4/8/2013 6:17:00 PM

Thomas, I'm sure that that is a true statement, love will come to you with lovely writing like this.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/6/2013 10:13:00 PM

THOMAS, a very nice and awesome poem. Congratulations with your Featured Poem of the week :-). Have yourself a good one. Always~ LINDA

Terry O'Leary

Date: 4/3/2013 4:24:00 AM

Very nice... Terry

Marvin D. Schrebe

Date: 3/31/2013 6:54:00 PM

Very good Thomas! I especially liked that last line. I wouldn't haven't thought of using a foreign language to fill in. Good job.

Judy Konos

Date: 3/29/2013 7:29:00 PM

Good one Thomas.....

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/29/2013 7:58:00 AM

- This is really good poem Thomas. - Welcome to P-Soup, hope you will get much pleasure to share your thoughts and words here with us. - Happy Easter! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 3/28/2013 7:49:00 PM

Another marvelous poem here! Are you new to the website. I've got to say wow! You write straight from the heart. This poem nearly brought a tear to my eye. I love the picture you have given - the flowers and the field really bring out the emotion of the overall piece. Outstanding work! Always, Laura