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of sorrows
I have many
yet my heart is cleaved
again –
opened wide
to let the others in
starting
as all over
once and more
for every time –
here we end
here the new begins
trading scars
for ancient stars –
constellations
born
to trace the lines
around and deep my heart
take of this
they all
would say –
take and leave me sore
fill me up
with living –
let us start
in stories
yet unwritten –
might I tell of love
the same
when given up my
treasure –
every name
would you know
me then
by something more
than tears to never fall
a candle burned
for sorrow –
for us all
rhyme
and there you wonder
where it went
and what it means
when words are caught
and I can’t say
a thing
but trust the beat
of measure
come in every
word I write –
to fill the darkness
sweeter now
with light
Author’s Note: Inspired in part by the post of a friend.
Thank you, Blue.
http://makebelieveboutique.com/2013/11/28/7707/
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tornadoday 
lovely
Thank you, Vimal. My heart is made merry by your appreciation. Love ever, Bobbie
🙂
Trying, losing, opening yourself to try again with the hopes that, even with the tribulations that life offers, this time might be forever… I think we all hope for this, and …, who knows…, sometimes it happens. ~~Always ‘n’ Ever~~ Me
always, it happens……..we open and the world falls in………but if we never open, we lose (and the world loses too)……. 😦 Full…..wide……..open. 🙂 Love, Me
You never really stopped, and so is your wonderful heart that produces such beautiful words…they never stop embracing, and filling our days with their bliss! Have a wonderful weekend
You too, Wendell. Good to see you are back……….. although you were never far at all. ~ Love, Bobbie
There is a breathtaking beauty in these words and the sounds of music they create. This was a joy to read, Bobbie. Love, Dee
Thank you, Dee. Surely, it is the words of love we both understand – they which ring the sweetest. Love to you, my beautiful friend. ~ Bobbie