A mirror, broken, reflecting slivers Echoing lost jewels, tarnished Cracked fragments, open wounds Empty silences, red air bleeds Living together, alone Magic carpets swept under rugs Remembering, forgetting, feeling Everything, nothing
Sadness is
A clock ticking, hearing lost blinks Blue breathing, gasping Cold, odorless, spaces of ice Dreary eyes leaking pain puddles Motionless moments, frozen Time, handless holding
Sadness is
A wallflower, saving dances The dance card fills with tomorrows The same song, never changing A broken record skips years Waiting to dance
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Oh my!!!!!!!!!! Did you write that????!!!! That is the sadest, most beautiful poem I think I've ever read. It is so deep and meaningful!!!! I really love it!!!!!!!!!!!!
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bbbbbbbbb We are all under the same stars... therefore we are never far apart.
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Angie !! You just put in writing how I have felt for last 5 years How did you do that?
If it hadn't been for two people I wouldn't be here right now. One is my granddaughter Bethany the other one of the dearest and best friends any man could have my friend Patsy. Thank you for writing what I felt but could not put into words.
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2002 ?? Billie passed away April 20, 2002 she also wrote poems this is getting weird.
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Jimmy I am so sorry about Billie.You know I do not find it weird,people connect for all kinds of reasons:-)and I am glad we did;-)I would be happy to share more with you whenever you like;-)Jimmy,Just pm me anytime..
To be a poet is a condition, not a profession. "
Robert Frost
bbbbbbbbb Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks. Plutarch
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How did you do that?
Meet Clyde my Male Sugar Glider. Clyde says Keep it organic. 
GOD BLESS THE U.S.A. Pray for our Troops! 
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