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Turning to the Sunset (poem)

Updated on July 22, 2016

So funny now the day’s gone by

I sit beside my widow view

And all the flowers born anew

Within reflection there I sigh


Once gallant knight a damsel woo

The dance that never had an end

A romance shared would never bend

The twilight’s mist the morning’s dew


Such mem’ries force me to attend

The truth of things that we had done

A couple whom oft ballads song

And through it all you were my friend


Of you I rise up to the sun

Another card still left to play

To take me back to yesterday

Just one more time perhaps then done


The sun is ebbing past the day

I rise to find the reason why

Alone I go for you I try

I love you dear my acts will say


I knew them and they passed this way


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      Marlene Bertrand 21 months ago from USA

      Today's poem is so moving all I can do is sigh.