AWAITING

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  • Lost Love

    AWAITING


    Beautiful, yet sweet long fair sorrow, waiting until the day or maybe tomorrow. Young birds fly with great deals of tantalizing sorrow.
    Wait until today or maybe tomorrow.
    Pretty, yet pleasing on streets corner breeze.
    Your love falls short right above the bottom of your knees.
    Young birds fly with great deals of tantalizing sorrow.
    Just please wait until today or maybe.
    When the sun rises tomorrow.

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    Bonofied commented on AWAITING

    03-22-2009

    i like this poem
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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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