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And A Day
Do you remember, my beloved?
warmth of youthful embrace
comfort of "gotta run" hugs?
Knowing, just knowing you were there
at home, waiting to give a smile
welcome home; with fiery, little kisses.
Do you remember, my beloved?
like I do; the tiny, the smallest
holding my underwear with disdain?
I see the breeze kicking up the hem
of your oldest, worn out favorite
walking hand in hand, absolutely.
Do you remember, my beloved?
laughter, candlelight, sweet-dry wine
celebrating with little excuse, once upon?
Alas; angry words, loud hurting
quickly forgiven, usually hugged away
ups and downs, ups and downs...always loving.
Do you remember, my beloved?
songs we used to sing together
counting the ways of love, over the years?
Can you remember now...my beloved
promises made in darkest of times
my heart aching is with you, my beloved
forever and a day.
Daniel James Burt 10/00 EofR
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