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11-10-2017, 01:08 AM | #1 | |||
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Nigel, I have known this poem I am about to write since I was a young teenager. As soon as I read this below it came to me, well, it doesn't have to come to me, I have long remembered it. It is seared in my mind. I'm sure you will agree, there are many similarities;
The sea was rough, the wind was high For clouds we could not see the sky Yet still we walked across the sand Just remembering hand in hand But this was it, the end was near I swiftly brushed away a tear I would not cry nor let him see How much he really meant to me. Quote:
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11-10-2017, 08:42 AM | #3 | |||
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Sadly no, it's just a poem that has stuck with me since my late teens, I'm now in my 50's... nor I confess do I have any reason why it has stuck with me all these years, and yet it has.
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