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Quote: "“I love you and that’s the beginning and end of everything.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald1. As soon as I came home, She waited by the door, No inkling of when I'd roam, Love's footsteps yearning for more. Thoughts of love, they dance, unsure, Caged desires like a bird's sweet cries, She longed to break free, to procure, Yet deep love kept her ties. Now, no one's there, just the floor, I wait, doorbells silent chimes, In solitude, I explore, Echoes of love in these times. In the stillness of the night's embrace, I seek solace, finding grace. Memories dance, a bittersweet song, Echoes of love, once so strong. Alone I stand, yet not alone, For love's essence I've ever known. Though she may not be by my side, Her love in my heart will forever abide. Through the silence, whispers of love, Echoes from the heavens above. In each moment, I find my way, Guided by love's eternal ray.

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Date: 4/23/2024 4:59:00 AM
Jay, congratulations on your win in my contest with this wonderful poem, I love the image and quote too, Constance
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Date: 4/14/2024 7:31:00 AM
Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Wistful" again. Have a wonderful day.............
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Date: 4/8/2024 9:12:00 AM
A very sad poem. I'm sorry to read about the loss of a loved one. May you find peace.
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Hilda Greenhough
Date: 4/8/2024 12:53:00 PM
Sorry. It is sad if the poem is about a deceased wife. She had good fortune in being so highly regarded. I know nothing about Indian culture, but I am going to a seminar on Wednesday that explains some of it.
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Jay Narain
Date: 4/8/2024 10:15:00 AM
Sorry. I did not convey it right. In Indian culture, it was common for wives to wait and greet their husbands at the door.
Date: 4/8/2024 2:38:00 AM
- Memories warm one's heart for a while...but, the longing will return...a beautiful sensitive poem, Jay - hugs
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Date: 4/7/2024 5:25:00 PM
I so enjoyed this 'wistful' poem filled with memories and love. I especially liked "memories dance, a bittersweet song, echoes of love, once so strong." I felt a wee bit sad as I read this poem taken by these words: 'her love in my heart will forever abide." Thanks for sharing such exquisite words. Have a great evening, sara
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Date: 4/7/2024 12:49:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Wistful" write. What a great/fun/cute picture. Have a blessed day/week writing away...........
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