No time wasted..

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    No time wasted..

    Many years gone and so much time spent, The love of you torn broken and bent A heart that beats a mind that thinks, I ask God why the love sinks, Miles between us and a distance apart, Now you tell me where I should start, A gentle kiss upon your cheek, Your precious love I will always seek,Your arms around me the tighter you squeeze, I remember all this like the fall softest breeze, The touch of your hand and the smile on your face, I see this only by God's grace, We sleep and dream awake and forget, But yet all time wasted and our lives are not set, I count the hours one two three, Knowing your love will set me free, In loneliness I sit and stare, Holding on to live with the thought of fear, Your body I have held and your kiss I have tasted, Remembering all you done for me there was not time wasted.

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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