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(23 OCT 2011 – The Sweetness of Life is watered down by the Tears of a wounded Heart. dht-2011)
My eyes are cloudy --
with the feelings of one --
whose Life has passed by --
without the Sweet Taste of Love --
to ease its Passage.
A long ago Dream, unfulfilled --
of children, spouse, family, and friendships --
of gatherings at holidays and family occasions --
of tables laden with food from favored recipes --
of Love and Laughter, of belonging --
linger in the shrouded corners of my Heart.
Tears fill my eyes
as I dare to Dream
the incredible – the impossible.
Yet I'm afraid to release the Dream --
for fear its absence would be unbearable.
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
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