Elegy - Loss of Love
"Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us every day.
Unseen, unheard but always near, still loved, still missed and dear."
Quote by _Alex Maclean,
Canadian Author
We found love unbidden on a pretty day,
a quiet girl and a handsome man;
it seems so, so long ago my dearest love,
now, all I have are memories.
I invited you to my beloved attic apartment,
you gathered me in your arms;
our first kisses were tender and quite unsure,
you brought me trinket gifts.
Gifts, I keep in old trunks secret from the world,
they laid red roses on your grave;
but, I bring you lilacs in Spring because I know,
that you loved them the best.
I cry, my love for what could have been our life,
for the loss of a wonderful man;
I cry, that you died too young to live your dreams,
and for lost dreams I now keep,
I cry.
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