Love Farewell Poems

How did I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I loved thee with open arms
Embracing, exploring
Undiscovered territories.

I loved thee in floor plans and daydreams.
I loved...

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He’s the same, as usual
What a boring man
Utterly delusional
Is his far-fetched plan
Sitting in the arm chair
With his eyes shut
Doesn’t seem he’s there
Where his body’s at
Would...

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I still remember that day as if it were today
The day papers were served, the day I officially walked away

One may think that on that...

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Well I once thought what I was without you, 
Then the reality struck, 
That you need me too,
That I was a foolish to believe you...

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Didn't know it would hurt this much, 
I wasn't prepared for it. I loved your imperfections and the memories I 
didn't think I had, flown...

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KEY: N-Neighbor

"An armless heart steals the pause that a calming reveals," ... by The Poet

He said his peace then looked at his timepiece
like he's forgotten
supine...

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I escaped their eyes, for my disguise was seen through
All is lost, despair in the air, craving for peace
My never-ending thoughts of wonder, I whisper,
"Allow...

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This poem was mistakenly deleted my apologies .


Wild, natural, without care you
stand hidden, unnoticed, a secret.
Brambles briars bluebells dance 
Wild flowers grow.
Haunted laughter, echoes of...

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No , now it would not matter if you would take all the blame ;
Ohh ! you would not do that , it's just my...

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Tell me, tell me the truth, tell me, please
Tell me, tell me, did you love me? Please…
Tell me, tell me, did you enjoy my suffering?

Just...

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It's heartrending to lose a spouse
A very special woman who shares the house
With your body, your heart and your soul
It's very hard to feel losing...

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Can't Complain,
Oh what a Sleuth,
Show some shame,
Oh what a Sleuth,
Lurk around,
Oh what a Sleuth,
Surrounding Sounds,
Oh what a Sleuth,
Left behind,
Oh what a Sleuth,
It will be mine,
Some...

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I'm stealing a few moments from Father Time
to pen my thoughts on parchment pages.
I write of mirth we shared, sweet and sublime,
capturing it in recorded...

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Somethings are better
done to day – tomorrow
never comes

like mending fences
and pitching hay

meal on the table
and time to pray

grace in the morning
at the end of day

remind...

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The heartache of farewell
Comes in layers and degrees of torment and suffering
Some good and Bad, some may say it is all good in the end
But...

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