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From The Underside of Our Great Love

From The Underside of Our Great Love

Ā 

From the underside of our great love
darling, please remember this
there's no need to leave me flowers
or any other gifts
I'll sleep my death in peace, I will
I want to tell you fair
that my life thatā€™s now been lived
I always lived with flair
need not swell those tears of grief
and wet the ground for I
itā€™s me, itā€™s I under this tree
and here forever, I do lye
fresh grass will grow in time my dear
for now, I share each season rich
when summer comes Iā€™ll feel her warmth
Iā€™ll enjoy every single bitĀ Ā Ā Ā 
when autumn leaves do fall on me
green, orange, pink and redĀ 
theyā€™ll keep me warm and cozy
on my autumn covered bed
need not swell those tears of grief
go live your life, stand proud
and know, that I am always here
we're forever boundĀ 
and although, I know my time stands still
no bells, no bells are left to chimeĀ 
and fates last breath has passed
you were here beside me one last timeĀ Ā 
you held my hand with love, with will
rest assured my darling dear
I promise now to watch over you
as yours is with you still.

Ā 

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Rory McGinlay

To have had and lost, impermanence?
I feel it that you seem to see me
More than I can you. I'm more of a monk.
I could never know, but that it seems
To be more the natural law of life,
To loss, than to possess forever.

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Shirley Harrison

That's beautiful Rory, I'm speaking from my death bed six foot underĀ  to my beloved in this one. šŸŒ¹ I always look from the living view, now I'm trying it from beyond, enjoy the ride my friend. šŸ¤£Ā 

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Rory McGinlay

My first love liked the word Beloved.
I Wonder did she ever find him.
No doubt something close.
Ā 

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Shirley Harrison

I'm speaking of a mother died speaking to her child, but this of course can be interpreted into soulmates too, Rory, you are such a graceful.poet Sir. Your curiosity is why in fact you are a poet my friend. šŸŒ¹Ā 

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Jacques Tales

Too beautiful for words. A Lovely Poem from the heart and soul. Nice Write.

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you so.much, most humbled by your words today dear B.S šŸŒ¹Ā 

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Wilford Barker

Such comforting words for the love left behind to go on with their lives without guilt of the past.
ā€˜Beautifully crafted.

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Marion

Simply stunning and some beautiful rhymes and lines. Wonderful my friend x

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Shirley Harrison

Oh Marion of all the other beautiful poets in the world I'm so glad you found this, thank you so much šŸŒ¹Ā 

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