There was a young man
What a great lesson it was
First pain from lost love
How he loved her eyes
Her turned up nose
Touching her soft handsShe had gone by fall
The sad leaves fell from the trees
And tears from his eyes
She had looked elsewhere
Has love no resilience
What hope future now?
Did he climb mountains
Sail across the seven seas
To find another?
I will tell you this
That he lead so many lives
And kept his secrets
One day years later
A message from far away
Can we still be friends?
Can we still be friends?
Two loving people
Writing to each other still
But never to meet
Such tenderness there
That sweet breathe of young love had
Now been rekindled
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love this bitter sweet one....
ReplyDeleteI wonder which had more resilience, the young man and his adventures? or that first love?
ReplyDeleteFascinating tale.
ReplyDeleteI think people who love us always will (i hope at least) - and as your poem suggests hopefully there will one day be an opportunity to appreciate that once again..
ReplyDeleteAll this digital access is making the rekindling so much easier these days!!!!
ReplyDeleteBitter-sweet. Such a lovely take on the prompt :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
This is a very sweet and poignant story. Beautiful, Robin.
ReplyDeleteLoved the story. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteLovely....such friends alter one's state of mind!
ReplyDeleteNever give up - there are a variety of endings to our stories and we never know how they will end. Great story here.
ReplyDeleteCan we still be friends? Sometimes it is those special friends that make the difference in our lives.
ReplyDeletePen friends are an idealised version of friendship and are often better than the real thing. !
ReplyDeleteSo sad to me that they never met. I wonder what would have happened if they had!
ReplyDeleteIt was a short romance and it is true Mary.
DeleteBecoming good friends is how a lot of love affairs turn out and that is not a bad trade at all in some cases.
ReplyDeleteThe love in friendship can endure much.
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