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You carried yourself with confidence;
And with aristocratic grace.
You had an air of mystery;
And a very handsome face.

Women loved you; 
Many fell; Like timber in your wake,
Yet you moved quietly undaunted;
Not loving for loves sake.

Yet in the turbulent years to come.
As you sail upon life's sea.
When you think of those who loved you.
Think back and remember me.

Think of me and silly laughter.
And my loud, too many friends.
I wasn't used to gladness.
But my laughter blended in.

Your memory weighs upon me.
To accuse my silly brain.
The heartache comes to greet me.
And the tears come back again.

I have not forgotten;
Nor can I forget.
The unrequited longing;
That I felt when first we met.

Think of me with painted eyelids.
Blinking back forgotten tears.
Number me with those who loved you
In those strange uncertain years.

Though a hundred men may hold me.
Like perhaps you wanted to,
I find my silly heart pretending,
All the time that it was you.

When you pause some day to ponder.
Those days when we were young and free.
When you think of those who loved you.
Think back and remember me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 10/18/2019 6:21:00 PM
I think your family (especially your granddaughter) will be very grateful that you are putting your poetry online. You are very talented and your poetry full of wisdom and wit! I am glad to hear you plan on sticking around a while! Many blessings for happy prosperous years <3
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Wanda Daugherty
Date: 10/18/2019 10:37:00 PM
Thank you! I think a person needs to think ahead a bit!
Date: 10/16/2019 11:32:00 PM
Wistful and nostalgic ... Just the right amount of blues. I really like this one too Wanda.
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Wanda Daugherty
Date: 10/17/2019 3:04:00 PM
Thank you! Written back in college! I tweaked it a bit. I have a heart condition P.S. I am managing it, but I figure maybe it would be wise to gather as much of my work as possible into one place, so that it will stand a better chance of not being all lost if I am no longer here. My family cares very little for my work but I do have an 18 year old granddaughter who enjoys it I will leave her the web address. It's okay, I'm not planning on leaving just yet!