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Updated on June 19, 2013
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Where children once sat, singing nursery rhymes together,

dust now settles.

In the ballroom where couples once danced and laughed,

silence fills the air.

Where bright chandeliers once hung from colorful tiled ceilings, tattered webs hang.

The garden that mothered a glorious array of flowers now lies desolate and dry.

Her skin that was soft as silk, and as warm as the sun now grows cold under the layers of age.

Her eyes so bright, once holding a light, as she gazed upon me in love,

have now gone dark as her soul drifts away.

I glory in the memory of yesterday.

I dread the moment.

I yearn for tomorrow.

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      bizarrett81 4 years ago from Maine

      This is lovely and bittersweet... brings to mind "Great Expectations"...

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      ahorseback 4 years ago

      Awesome my friend awesome .......Ed

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you Beth. My number one fan.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you very much, Ed.

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      bizarrett81 4 years ago from Maine

      I'll always be your number one fan = )

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      Linda Rogers 4 years ago from Minnesota

      Oh my goodness Wayne-do tell us how this tale came to be. Hope I don't cry when you tell us. This is beautifully written with a touch of sorrow speckled on top.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you Minnetonka. I was actually inspired several years ago by a couple that passed close together, and it coincided with a time in my life that I was falling in love with my soulmate.

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      Linda Rogers 4 years ago from Minnesota

      Lots of emotions on that story. Thanks for sharing Wayne. Have a great evening.

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      CrisSp 4 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

      I feel your sentiments here when you say: "I glory in the memory of yesterday. I dread the moment. I yearn for tomorrow." ~

      Touching hub that I so enjoyed. Love the photo. Thank you.

      Up, beautiful and sharing.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you CrisSp

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      epigramman 4 years ago

      .....yes, Sir Wayne, 'time' will outlast all of us from Egyptian Pharoahs to wall street tycoons to the kid on the street corner selling lemon-aid and to bus driver who is running behind schedule - I often say that's the three variables we cannot change : time, mother nature, and human nature - and probably a 4th one now, your ability to write and move your readers with your inner most thoughts, sentiments and ideas - long may you run Wayne - who said/sung that one?

      Neil Young , of course.

      Sending warm wishes from Colin and his pussycats from lake erie time canada 6:35pm

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      The same guy I mentioned in another one of my poems. I was one of those who were upset when Crosby Stills Nash and Young went their separate ways. but again...as with the Beatles, The Bono's, and the Backstreet Boys-it was just a matter of "Time"

      Reminds me of the Chambers Brothers tune, "Time has come today" It was one of my favorites growing up.

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      ahorseback 4 years ago

      Sometimes we have to read things again , I'm glad I did !.........:-}

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you Ed. You were one of the first to read my work and welcome me to the Hub. It's always a pleasure to see you and to enjoy your writings.

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