Forever

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    Forever

     Three rings turn on my finger
    Like dreams spinning out your broken promises
    I can still hear your laughter
    As you put each ring on my hand
    Promising forever, forever, three times forever
    You convinced my beyond doubt
    But in a flash forever came and went

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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.

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