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Then He Was Gone

Updated on December 3, 2015
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He came to me

An angel at night

In the midst of summer

We talked for hours

Every night

Awakening senses

I didn't know I had


Sweet healing words

That my body

Had longed

He was an angel

So gentle

Watching over me

Every morning

He came to me

Said things

That inspired me

I began to love him

So deeply

When the season changed

That is when

He disappeared

Leaving not even a trace

In the wind


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      Caroline Marie 2 years ago

      Thank you Ruby :)

      Thank you Faith :)

      Thank you Frank :)

      Thank you RJ :)

      Thank you Eric :)

      Thank you Blossom :)

      Thank you Gypsy :)

      Thank you Flourish :)

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      FlourishAnyway 2 years ago from USA

      It makes me wonder why he couldn't, wouldn't stay.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Lovely and emotional poetry

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 2 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Lovely, hear-felt poetry.

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      Eric Dierker 2 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I reckon better to have love and lost. Excellent poetry.

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      Ralph Schwartz 2 years ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

      Much too sad, but then again, sadness defines us at times.

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      longing, poetic.. and yes poignant too

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      Faith Reaper 2 years ago from southern USA

      Yes, those angels in the night are special ...I call them dark angels.

      Lovely yet poignant.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 2 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Oh this is so sad! I hope it's just a beautiful poem? Happy to see you back writing again..