Devotion Nostalgia Poems

I wish I could just lean next you and tell you how I feel about you.
I wish I could whisper into your ear and tell...

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The hands that brewed my cup of tea
                 ...

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In the winter I realize 
I became a cat moving from one cozy spot to the next. 
I stretch and lay. 

I watch the snowfall...

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Nostalgia, a bittersweet emotion
With tears, smiles a tender devotion
Mostly sweet
Diversity complete
Memories last until the day we're done...

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Like the early morning mists 
That rise from the waters’ depths
Memories emerge in swirls and twists
Foggy shadows of lives past 
Of them all, childhood scenes...

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I made you a vow of paradise
Though I knew I could not find the time
To show you how much I cared and treasured
The sincerity of...

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Days evade too fast from our years,
and take with them all memories;
if nobody has ever dreamt,
do it now and bear no regret!

Our youth came and...

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my goodness we had good times
even when spent fretting in waiting rooms
not always getting the news we hoped for
we were together and felt we could...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Someone once said, 

        "If opportunity doesn't knock, 
         build...

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It’s good to lament. Or maybe not.
A glorious future, never brought. 
I remember her, I did adore.
We were to be, evermore.

That’s what love can do....

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The Stradivarius

(A rare violin)

The Stradivarius lay still, waiting for a master's skill
The silent bow with deep yearnings,
for a master's touch upon its strings.
Across the case...

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Crystal bell on reflective mirror
Proves sweet mother once was near...

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A country church nestled in a peaceful valley,
Against a glorious backdrop of tall mountains,
That were fashioned before Eden’s retched  malady,
That beset the human soul...

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Within halls that all but speak,
Sit elegant objects, very antique;
Treasured and valued bits of past,
Which care and devotion made last.

A museum crowded with sweet memory,
Like...

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