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Sweet Sorrow

Bonnie Brown was in love with Charles, like black pearl clings to night, So young and engaged to be married, like myriad stars, shining white. They were active professionals, dwelling in a charming, bustling town; As warbling charms orange noon, after pink mist clears, with no sound. They had dreams of future and a family, like purple nights of fantasy; And they were already making plans, like butterflies flitting frantically. Fellowship of friends made fabulous Fridays, when they met after hours, Dancing fun and funky karaoke, like dragonflies, among yellow flowers. The family had always preferred flying, and finally arrived with jet lag, In their flurry of activity; like snowflakes, or thunder's flashing, red flag. Bonnie lived in the house of teatime, preferred in contented moments; When speckled, green birds flew by the window, of afternoon suspense. Scarlet rose was seared in heart's memory, on a street of grass sighing; For Bonnie loved growing pretty blooms. She found their colors exciting! News of the nation was on neighbors' lips, in the modern times of now; But, novel nature took no notice, and it wouldn't have mattered, anyhow. 'Candy cane sorrel' blossoms thrilled children, in sweet days of summer; As 'firecracker' blooms lauded 4th of July, 'mid droning, cricket latecomers. 'Red slipper' flowers lounged in velvet, while the 'parrot lilies' squawked; And gardeners got rich as 'ruby cloud' descended, 'ere moonlight walked. Bonnie planned to take a trip overseas, for two weeks of rest and gaiety; But it'd be hard parting with Charles, like fall, bereft of flowering society. Bonnie had so much fun, witnessing beautiful sights, like she never knew! For all folks need a little adventure, like rainbows of skies, suddenly blue. Charles was busy with a major work project, but missed Bonnie terribly; Like colorful seasons that keep repeating, their vibrant days, customarily. 'My Bonnie lies over the ocean, My Bonnie lies over the sea, My Bonnie lies over the ocean, Oh bring back my Bonnie to me, Bring back, bring back, Oh bring back my Bonnie to me, to me, Bring back, bring back, Oh bring back my Bonnie to me!'
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Greenhough Avatar
June 19, 2025 at 8:43 PM
I love it. It's like my family now, scattered everywhere. You've written another fantastic tale.
Buehler Avatar
June 20, 2025 at 6:31 PM
I am so gratified by your warm appreciation, Hilda. Blessings.
Wolf Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Looks like we have to color Charles navy blue, eh? Bonnie needs to make the 'comeback of the year,' methinks.
Buehler Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 9:39 PM
As Bonnie found out, 'You only think of the best comeback, when you leave.' Very best wishes. :)
Buhagiar Avatar
June 16, 2025 at 8:30 AM
Oh bring back Bonnie to Charles. He'll die of a broken heart. :) Lovely as usual. Great rhymes.
Buehler Avatar
June 16, 2025 at 4:10 PM
It was nice to be able to write a happy end to this tale. Thank you for your kind thoughts.
Chapman  Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 11:35 PM
Beautiful! I love reading the story in harmony of the music. Very fitting and relaxing! Thank You, EvUKDelyn!
Buehler Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 6:25 PM
James, thank you for the lovely, inspiring comment. Very best wishes. :)
Rolland Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 5:39 PM
great love story, bonnie is a lucky one, enjoyed your poem have a nice week end
Buehler Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 6:23 PM
You have my very deep thanks, Yann. I hope your weekend is nice, too.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 5:08 PM
Nice music too
Buehler Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 6:21 PM
That's nice to know. :)
Rodrigues Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 5:07 PM
They had dreams of future and a family, like purple nights of fantasy; And they were already making plans, like butterflies flitting frantically… For Bonnie loved growing pretty blooms. She found their colors exciting… red slipper flowers, parrot lillies, ruby cloud…lovely!
Buehler Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 6:20 PM
Deepest thanks for your joy inspiring remarks, Kim. I'm so pleased that you found the imagery to be lovely. I hope your weekend is nice. :)
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