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Just an Old Fashioned Love Poem

All the dreams we talked about 
All the words we spoke 
I really loved you Bluebird 
It wasn't just a joke
And I still do, the fact remains
For you I always will
Have a space inside my heart
That only you can fill
And if the day should ever come
Where longing's in the past
My love for you will still be strong
This kind was meant to last

It's hard, the thought of letting go
I want to hold on tight
And keep the hope that still, you know
That's no more said at night
One time I read a poem 
Scribed from you to me 
Of things you say no more but that
I still want to believe
Things you said you kept inside
I wonder if they're gone
And if they are I understand 
And I will carry on

But I'll pretend they still remain
At times I'll think about 
A message from you saying so
Then I won't have to doubt
But if it has to fade away
Again, I'll understand
Though I'll still dream of afternoons
Walking hand in hand
Regardless where my life may go
My days many or few
I'll always love you little dove 
And I'll still wait for you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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