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Beside a slow meandering soothing brook,
Its gurgling water shimmering in the sun,
A hapless maid, by cruel love forsook,
Stared gloomily, her golden dreams undone;
Once, long ago, her youthful innocence,
Assailed by barb from Cupid’s skillful bow,
Succumbed to smitten beau’s fateful caress,
Whose protestations set her heart aglow;
As merge two becks into a stronger stream,
Convergent passions flourished for some time,
Conceiving of a mutual future dream –
Then sounded Destiny an ‘Ending Chime’!
Thus forlorn Faith in mortal anguish burns,
And helpful hope declines, till Love returns!
©Meanderings 2017
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Oh My, Ell! I saw myself in these lines.
Hope you’re having a happy Sunday
Hugs, dear friend ā¤
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Thanks Nan. Sorry not been as vocal. So much to do. In Germany at the moment. Will try to keep in touch. All Well! Love and Hugs. ššš
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Wow this is beautiful and feelings of longings for love to return. So beautiful. First thing I read this morning E. Hugs to you š¤ššššā„ļø
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Thanks Micki. Pleased you like this. Love and Hugs. šššš
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Love and hugs to you too E šššš
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Your sparkling rivulet is quite delightful. It does not hint at forlon love, or unrequited keepsakes. What does belie the water subtly tinkling over the stones?
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Excellent question, M! Indeed, what belies the apparent idyll? š
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Wonderful Elliot.
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Thanks Peter!
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This is absolutely beautiful. You lefty us with a feeling of hope. Well done.
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Thanks. Love shall return. š„
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Thanks. Love shall return. š„š„
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Beautiful,but so sad…I too can identify with these words.
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Take Care! Love and Hugs. šš
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Take Care! Love shall return. Hugs. šš
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Having been in a row with “significant other” of late, this spoke to me. I keep telling myself that I am too old to be in a romance, but my heart ain’t buying it! Sigh. Hugs, dear friend! ā¤
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Never too old for romance. š šš½ šš
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Perhaps … but too old to be mooning around like a hapless teenager! š
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Hugs. š
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Hope you survived the Beast From The East unscathed xx
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Yes….all well, Anne. Actually, we were in Germany. Felt the sub zero Temps there. Got back last night. Hugs.
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