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Author Name: Moderatorhnk903 6 Comments
Date Added: October 19, 2005 11:10:16 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Hope in silence

She waits in silence
Holding tightly to hope
She wants love to claim her
Throw her a life rope

She remembers the past
When she thought love was found
That was just a mirage
It has yet to come around

So flows her tears
Like the rolling river
The age of innocence gone
Waiting for love to deliver

She married so young
A child came into the fold
What she thought was love
Turned out to be fool's gold

She thought he was made of steel
He turned out to be clay
Self worth now so fragile
An expensive price she has paid

She broods in her silence
The past can't be undone
She yearns for love to find her
Help to find a special someone

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Comment By: FreeWide Awake on May 18, 2009 10:05:49 AM Report
I used to hope

This is a lovely poetic weave, Henry...empathizing with the lady...You're a real gentleman.


Comment By: FreeMoon Fairy on July 24, 2007 05:42:27 PM Report

I can relate to this in many ways, sure many do. Very good write, grabs your attention
and keeps you walking along until the end. I like that!
Enjoyed, thank you!

Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on May 15, 2006 12:57:30 PM Report
You really know how to zoom in on the emotions of a situation like this...excellent never fail to hit the mark!

Comment By: FreePamela A. Lamppa on October 31, 2005 12:00:59 PM Report
...and within there is found
that glimmer of hope
where self-worth and heart love
have thrown her a rope.

and tied to the end
is the passion she sought.
No more lonely nights
for she's found what was not.....

Oh this is delightful Henry. A beautiful poem. Simply beautiful. I spurs the creativity in the soul. I just loved it. ~Pam
Comment By: PremiumJoe McNinney on October 19, 2005 11:57:23 AM Report
I agree with Glata here, and I know several people who can relate to this. Terrific write my man, Joe
Comment By: FreeGlata on October 19, 2005 11:54:02 AM Report
Henry...this is so real...I can feel each line clear to my toes. This thing happens all too often, leaving the person to there more to life than what is before me right now?
Great indepth write here!


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