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were messages
we never heard –
signs we couldn’t see
distracted by forever –
was a place
of mystery
a slight of imperfection
of darkness more
than night
moments more than
lifetimes there –
as shifted
us to light
words were lost
when others found –
our half
another made
symphonies of sorrow
– a music
no one played
kept apart
by living –
swore
some other way to find
eternity we wasted
– come together
in the mind
ages passed
and symbols gone
– life just passing
through
dawn was but a
place we loved –
signs before we knew
, , ,
tornadoday 
Perfection…., that’s my only comment. ~xo~
Paul
🙂 I’m sooooooooooo glad you think so, Paul. I must admit that I found a certain closeness to the words ~ knowing what I couldn’t possibly know. ~ Love, Bobbie
Oh, I agree with Paul. I had no words for this one but “perfect”. This is so lovely.
-Jennifer
Thank you, Jennifer. I am humbled with your graces. ~ Ever, Bobbie
Yes, thank you for this one.
O, you’re so welcome, Stephen. Thank you. Truly. ~ Love, Bobbie
I adore this piece~~ well being a lover of signs and symbols it is hard not to!
~~Felicia
O……me too!!! 🙂 I’m so glad to have such sweet company. Thank you, Felicia. ~ Much love, Bobbie
Awesome poem, Bobbie! God bless!
Thank you, my dear sweet Wendell. I’m delighted you like it. ~ Always, Bobbie
signs before we knew we loved! a lovely flow of feelings and words
Yes, Soumyav. I know you know………your words are the only proof I need. Thank you, sweet girl. ~ Ever, Bobbie
beautiful xo
Thank you for your kindness, and the blessing of your words. ~ Love, Bobbie
What an interesting image. “…dawn was but a
place we loved…” fits perfectly. 🙂
James
Thank you, James. I know you understand when I say how much it means to me that you like this. More often than not, I find that words rarely scratch the surface of what we mean to say. Like this…….thank you. ~ Much love, Bobbie
A beautiful vision only seen with the spiritual eye! A stellar composition !
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