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of yesterdays I saved not one
to worry for tomorrow ~
and cured them not with misery and lace
stored the sorrow with the joy
and nursed not one the more ~
for what I loved ~
I’d lose myself
in tears of willing grace
and swear allegiance to the scars
seal my lips with sighs ~
dream the dream of lovers sworn to moss
take of these ~ the curs’ed date
and hold my flag on high ~
forgiven now each tragedy of cost
reminded of another day
and memories made dearer
by violin and passions bittersweet
as rushed into the sunset
with promise of one more ~
a life of resurrection
another dawn to greet
tornadoday 
Worry not the past
The future may not come
Live each moment as the last
Love until this life is done
Strength, courage, and happiness in this one, Bobbie. Really nice!
….always, xo
Paul
always indeed………this is yesterday, tomorrow and evermore ~ this divine perfect eternal moment ~ xoxo Thank you, Paul. ~ Bobbie
exactly…a life of resurrection, well put and all the yesterday, the scars, the falls, the before’s; all…..”rushed into the sunset
with promise of one more ~ very , very beautiful. most people cannot understand the pain of a true “Sensitive’s ” heart…and one is left, never fully understood, even by the most gifted of words. The real gift is to learn to “Art” it, be the master of it, the Heart that beats Love regardless throughout. We need to find it, be in It’s Sun, even in the signs of a change in the weather. All my Love, Linda. I am so like you.
I knew that already, Linda, for always in your words, I find myself. I’ve never quite understood those who run from love out of fear for the pain. There is joy in love and always it overshadows the sorrow (every single time ~ light trumps the darkness). I think those who know love ~ well they only know how to love for in it, they are one with all things ~ with the earth, God, and hearts as deep and wide as their own. There are no if’s, and’s or but’s……they know only to love. Just love. And when they hurt, they love. When they heal, it is love that heals them. Always enough. Just love. Thank you, my dear soul mate…… I love you. ~ Bobbie
“dream the dream of lovers sworn to moss”
Its so beautiful how your thoughts manifest in your poems. Such eloquence !
You are so very kind, and I am so very blessed that you found your way to my words. Thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie