A Farewell from Annabel Lee to Her Love
Farewell, my love, I must say,
For I will be no more, come the light of day.
Doomed to tread this earth nevermore,
As I step gracefully through Heaven's glistening doors.
Our time together, though short, was sweet.
So farewell, my love, only in death shall we again meet.
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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| A Farewell from Annabel Lee to Her Love | 4 | 12/17/2009 |
| Awaiting True Love | 4 | 12/15/2009 |
| Sailing Beside Me | 2 | 12/15/2009 |
| In a Field of Flowers | 1 | 12/15/2009 |
| Prisoner of the Ocean | 2 | 12/15/2009 |
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