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An hour of happiness .....Jess missed hence Edit

An hour of happiness

I still spend an hour with you
at the shore
where we met first
that’s for sure

till today each day
I spend an hour with you
as if 'twas just yesterday
now though more than
many decades away

what kind of love
the modern world can show
I wish to know
when we part for ever
for good
who would love
the way I could

today is that day
this never came
I waited for you all the same
but my love hasn’t dwindled a bit,

gradually I watch the sunset
at the distant blushing horizon
I still see your smiling face
‘tis the only life’s grace
which has made me live so long
awaiting for you

so now come along
take me along…..

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great poem

thank you

its so nice coming from you

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One of those Gems we wait for, and you never let us down.
I am so glad that you write for fun, and then pile a very good poem our way for us to enjoy.
This Sojourn is worth every moment when this happens.
Even Digit on his visit to London talked of you LOL.
See even he knows some of the things you like.
Take care, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

but couldn't follow
where i come /came in

can you please quote the lines for me

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Here we are dear friend, a quiet mention, but referred to as:-
Young Bard in Canada, Your addy and where abouts is a puzzle so I stuck with Canada..
In Digit goes to London, sorry it is long and I know your reading is better on the short pieces.

Digit smiled and thought which show?
A young Bard in Canada he did know,
To the Globe he’d seek Shakespeare’s scene
To turn his friend that envy green.

There you are mentioned in the honours list lol.
Take care Young Bard, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I was touched by this lovely poem! I could feel the love and the longing. The imagery was sharp and clear. It made me want to cry.

Beautifully done.

Love Mand xxxxx

some females... wives ...women and gf’s..
are still in love with theirs
since merged in the laps of time
but even as time lapses
they continue to remain celibate
and keep their love intact
in their flowering exceptional minds
where does one today
such kinds of women find

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Young Bard Dream on.
Lives touch dreams as they touch each others souls.
It is not a physical thing,
You can hold that touch forever.
It doesn't mean that either of you have to be celibate.
Your spirit touches so many that you could join in the whirlpool of love and still come out smiling.
If you dwell on that touch you could drive yourself to madness of the mind.
The Spirit is stronger than that though, I will ask of Sadie what of the madness of the mind.
She says it is a dark place that is of a heavy Spirit.
Yet all have a purpose in this or world of learning..
Take care young Bard, we have much to learn,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

CONVEY MY LOVE
ALSO TO SADDIE
LIFE IS BEST LIVED
INDEPENDENTLY

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Says that you are, "just Loved, nothing less nothing more"
Hey that's lovely coming from Sadie, you must be well thought of in many places,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I talked with my little girl,
Of things that we should know
That laughter must be truth
Friendship waterproof.
That times were passing through
Not by
Where thoughts are shared,
As only truth is told
Songs and dances from old
If only you could be
Walking with me
Here on this open land
Be it grass or sand
Just do the things you have to
And do them well
There is no Heaven nor hell.
Just us here and now
You can only be in the now
Make it perfect..
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

this is the first time
you so did tell
of course so well

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As it is only a quarter to midnight I can talk for a while longer.
The heaven and hell perceived by man.
Made to put the fear of the old time religion into their minds
We have governments that can do this without shouting lol.

According to My friends there is a place we all go
First you have to answer to all you have done by judging yourself.
Oh! no you can't get away with anything, it is a truth place.

Then you will find your own level as spirit, bad ones are heavy and sink down and the good ones find the level they have achieved, like spirits with like spirits,

The whole learning bit is to achieve perfection, not sure where that is.
You can be with those on your level or go to the ones below you.
If someone dear to you is above your level, then you can call them by think.
I have been shown so much of the ways and these have been spoken of to me.
We come here to learn and return only when our time here is done no matter what.
It's a belief I have, and it takes in everyone in all countries, and religions so I fear not the morrow, it is that you should give unconditional love to all beings.
Go well young Bard, have you read my new piece called "Why?"
Yours as always Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

then I shall tell you
Why too
for the midnight
now passed ur place
thanks to u
u must be dreaming
or
else in conversation with sadie
tc

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Another midnight is approaching,
the comments when deep as the Ocean
they are, as told by Sadie's hand
as they walk with us here on this land
Yet when to the beach we go
Only one set of footprints will show
But didn't I tell you that this was so.
It is midnight I have to end.
Night from me, and My friend.

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

of the beach
leaving your imprints on the sands of time

the waves may not wash the imprints ....
till the next morning ,
let it be a low tide
till all ...of us
on your footprints
have had a ride

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Jess where ru?

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