~@~`OLD BOOK OF POETRY`~@~
~~~`OLD BOOK OF POETRY`~~~
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Up in the cold attic the weary old lady sat
cradling a book of old poetry in her lap
Memories of her young days alive in her mind
of a love she once knew in a happier time
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Years of loneliness had taken toll of her body
but her mind was sharp with images in study
A pressed rose in the book's pages she did find
all that was left of a cherished time
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Memories of her lover in the still of the night
envisions him holding her so very tight
Bitter/sweet thoughts sheds tears on her pillow
dreaming of love spent under their willow
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Worn love letters bundled in a ribbon of blue
held to her heart whispering I Love you true
Thankful for memories of a fruitful life of love
given to her from her Lord Savior above
