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Something Gold Remains

Something Gold Remains

So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay. - R. Frost. 

I always thought I could never disprove Mr. Frost's beautiful poem, but God did create people in His image, and some people so much more in His image that you can barely tell the difference. 
Thank you, my friend. 

Nature's last hue is black  
From which it will never turn back  
All of our life, condensed in an hour  
Dies on the vine, like a thirsty flower  
 
The promise of fresh dreams, so soon goes away  
As the night takes it toll on another long day  
And we spend our whole lives with the bags that we carry  
Til the days run their course, and our loves we do bury  
 
A promising start to a lifelong commitment  
Falls to digression, so full of resentment  
And we revel in joy at the objects we're buying  
Til we're sitting among them, rejected and crying  
 
And the pillars of youth that have sunk to the ground  
Happy memories of time merely scattered around  
Oh, the world now so full of sad, lonely faces  
No longer give credence to God's loving graces  
 
So I sit at my crossroad, and battle life's pains  
And I think of a girl who's love never wanes  
She rose like the sun and ended the rains  
And at long last I know, that pure Gold remains

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A Lonely Journey

Hey Matt, 
I printed out your poem and lined my bird's cage with it...the bird got sick. 
Anyway, I read it again a few days later, and it was a lot better...with the bird poop on it. 

Bad job, 

Roberto Parrotlegg III. 

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Fiona Cummings

 Jealousy is a terrible thing you need to get a life and leave this brilliant poet alone 

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Fiona Cummings

 Oh my goodness I was half asleep last night I’ve just realised the person who wrote that comment with you Matthew. LOL I thought it was somebody being horrible I was getting really annoyed for you. X 

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A Lonely Journey

Fiona, 
I'm so sorry! I know, I saw that, and I felt bad, but didn't want to say anything, because that was so nice of you. Please forgive me. 
Sometimes I write wacky comments on there just to get comments, then I forget it was me, and think 'hey! I got a comment', and it makes me feel good(even if it was insulting). 
Thanks for being so darn nice, and for sticking up for me. 
You really are great! 
Love, 
Matthew. 

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Fiona Cummings

Hugs you funny bunny lol. I got so cross with that person haha xx

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A Lonely Journey

Fiona, 
Thanks again for sticking up for me! You're really nice. 
Please protect me again if Roberto Parrotlegg III makes another appearance, OK? 
Hope you have a wonderful day! 
See you soon, 

Matthew. 

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Hey Matthew!  This is beautiful!  Life can be such a challenge, and we carry baggage that seems a heavy load.  The painful past can never be changed, but day by day our present can create a new future. Sometimes, I believe the scattered good memories are over-imposed by the sad ones that tend to haunt us in life and keep us from fulfilling our purposes.  Isn't it beautiful when hope enters in by a special soul who can change us from the inside?  I think God is so good at placing people in our lives to feel His presence is real, if we just seek it out and recognize it.  There comes a deep appreciation for the good in life when it shines above the bad.  I hope you embrace the gold that belongs to you.  This has a dismal tone of existence, but I love the hope it eludes to in the end!  ;) xo   I enjoy your poetry very much. 

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A Lonely Journey

Thank you, Cheerie! What you say is so true. It's funny, life let's you get so low, but then(and like me, just recently meeting this light of a person), you see something so incredible, so bright, that it outshines alll(yes, 3 l's) of that darkness. Crazy existence. But now I know that there's gold, and I know(sorry Robert, you're still my favorite poet), that I can dispute that poem, even though I've never been able to, and never, ever thought I would be able to. It's a good feeling. 
Thanks. 

(I just wish that Parrotlegg guy above you would stop commenting on my poems! He's mean). 

Thanks my Friend. 

Hugs, 

Matthew.  

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Lol....I have it out for that Parrotlegg guy too because he obviously has no clue about what is good poetry.  I like to see you happy.  ;) xo 

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A Lonely Journey

I know! Isn't he a j*rk??!! D*mn Parrotlegg! 
He should talk! Some of his poems are: 
-I Love You More Than Some Pudding. 
-If These Pants Weren't So Tight, I'd Sit Down and Talk To You All Night. 
and 
-How Much For These Melons? 

So, he doesn't have much room to make nasty comments...although How Much For These Melons? is pretty good...it's an allegorical story about some lemmings who eat too much chum and are carried away by a riptide just as they are about to fall in love. It's quite romantic. 

Oh well, I guess he is better than me. Ugh. 

Thanks for being on my side, though. 

M. 

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Fiona Cummings

You are the best poet and so many love to read your gifts that simpleton has no friends or talent, he should be  helped to find a friend 😏   

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A Lonely Journey

Fiona, thank you so much! You're so sweet! You're going to give me cavities, you're so sweet! (I'm going to send you the dental bill, you know that, right? Just kidding). 
Thanks for being a wonderful friend. 
I really enjoy your poetry and comments. 

Matthew. 

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Edward Williams

Great poem L J your very talented and try your best too your passion shows AND  glows
 

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A Lonely Journey

Hey Edward, 
Good to see you again. Thank you very much, I really appreciate it. 
Hope all is well with you. 

M. 

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Edward Williams

Mathew good to see you and everyone as well 
its working season for me again so i dont have much time or energy to write 
but i still get bursts of inspiration every now and then lol .
love reading your work man.
keep it up

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