Past Love Letters

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How many lovers Pen in hand Sat on this park bench Inspired by the kiss of this same sun Enjoying a breathtaking moment In spite of their heavy heart Writing a love letter to their beloved Separated for any number of reasons Obligation, tragedy or even war When I close my eyes I could be in any era Today we email, tweet or text But back when things were more simple Things were a lot more complicated The letter was by far the most romantic When all is said and done, it always will AP: 3rd place 2020 Posted on March 26, 2018

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/27/2018 8:59:00 AM

Love letters, with their thoughtfulness, were indeed romantic. Nice one, Line!

Line Gauthier
Date: 3/27/2018 1:00:00 PM

Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Kim.

Mike Gentile

Date: 3/27/2018 8:26:00 AM

Line, this is so moving to me, I could not agree with you more. You have so beautifully expressed you thoughts. A wonderful poem, I really enjoyed it this morning. Happy Tuesday!!

Line Gauthier
Date: 3/27/2018 1:00:00 PM

Thanks you so much for your lovely visit and comment, Mike. Most appreciated.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/27/2018 4:39:00 AM

We have lost a form of communication that used to fill me with delight, and sometimes still does, but not often, because a hand-written letter hardly ever happens anymore. Thanks for the reminder, Line.

Line Gauthier
Date: 3/27/2018 7:58:00 AM

Thank you so much for your lovely visit and comment, Caren.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/27/2018 3:27:00 AM

Nothing better than to hold a letter received or one you have written, but your right the modern way is text or email, certainly not the same. Modern living I suppose Tom

Line Gauthier
Date: 3/27/2018 7:57:00 AM

Well, here's a modern thank you for your lovely visit, Tom. Line xx