Sweet Violins

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Written, February 23, 2024

Graveyard Poetry/Verse/Sweet Violins
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1625-334-23
All Rights Reserved, 2024, Constance La France

How to Preserve Your Funeral Roses and Make Meaningful Mementos

"And the birds twitter like whispering violins." Quote by _Constance The music has died, yet, still vibrates in my memory and dreams, cords of sweet violins float and drift away, and all the flowers are withering, piled in heaps upon your eternal bed, once beautiful ... now just decay, you are gone my love and dead, gone from this earthly realm, yet, why do I still feel your love ?

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 2/23/2024 5:06:00 PM

such a sweet and sentimental poem, Constance. The first two lines captured my heart. How strange I feel sometimes still feeling the love of those who've passed and that I've lost. I believe that feeling of love is eternal, something that death can't destroy...rambling thoughts :-) Enjoy your evening, hugs Sara

Constance La France
Date: 2/25/2024 3:56:00 PM

Sara, thank you for the comment, compliment and for sharing, hugs, Constance

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 2/23/2024 4:12:00 PM

Love never ends, it only changes in retrospect, still the heart longs to be re-united dear heart, one day we all will be with our loved ones, until then, we have poetry and each other, :)

Constance La France
Date: 2/25/2024 3:56:00 PM

Mystic, thank you for the lovely comment, hugs, Constance

Sotto Poet

Date: 2/23/2024 1:28:00 PM

This exquisite piece of poetry effortlessly carries the reader along with its heartfelt sentiment. The lingering presence of those who have departed is beautifully captured, ensuring they remain forever etched in our memories.

Constance La France
Date: 2/23/2024 1:43:00 PM

Sotto, thank you for the compliment and lovely comment, hugs, Constance

Paul Bell

Date: 2/23/2024 10:58:00 AM

Some never really leave, their mark is there for you to remember them.

Constance La France
Date: 2/23/2024 1:12:00 PM

Paul, thank you so much for the comment, so true, the dead leave footprints on our souls, blessings, Constance

Jay Narain

Date: 2/23/2024 10:09:00 AM

Wow, such a sweet sentimental poem.

Constance La France
Date: 2/23/2024 1:12:00 PM

Jay, thank you for the compliment, blessings, Constance