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The Promise

The promise of tomorrow, A vision oh so sweet I saw it, felt it, held in my heart From chaos, we would retreat. I see you sitting across from me Or standing by my side. The tightness of your embrace Makes all pain subside. The promise of tomorrow. A vision still so strong I turn to look at you my love So soon now, it won’t be long! But your face so loved and known to me Forms only in my my mind Frantically I search for you: memories are all I find. The promise of tomorrow Saw us through daily strife Now never more than spectators Will we be of that longed for life. I hold my hurt, it twists and turns And stabs me all day long The world so strange, foreign and cold To nothing I now belong. The promise of tomorrow How can it not be true! I had thanked even my demons, As they had led me to you. Do others know this thing of beauty Does it burn for them so bright? Never could they know what we had, Telling me I’ll be alright. Life goes on, or so people say “Time will heal your pain “ I nod my head and smile so bright As I slowly go insane.

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Date: 9/8/2020 2:34:00 PM
You really held me on the edge of my chair with this write, Tansy. So looking forward to your next write... And welcome to Poetry Soup! Light and Joy, Gershon
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Date: 9/1/2020 8:14:00 PM
Beautiful, hear wrenching poem, Tandy. Well expressed!
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Date: 9/1/2020 2:21:00 AM
A wonderful poem of love lost, Tansy, I can feel the deep pain within. It’s hard to cope as the world around us moves on. The pain will eventually go away but the scars will last forever. Nicely written. John
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Date: 8/31/2020 8:13:00 PM
This is a heartrending account of that realization that the dream you once held such stock in will never materialize. I think this is a pretty universal experience, and you have depicted it with a poetic anguish that is very touching. I liked the line "I had thanked even my demons, as they had led me to you". Stay safe and well ~ John
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