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Sunday (Free verse) by cleverdevice
Sadly one Sunday
I waited and waited
With flowers in my arms
All the dream has created
I waited 'til dreams,
Like my heart, were all broken
The flowers were all dead
And the words were unspoken
The grief that I know
Was beyond all consoling
The beat of my heart
Was a bell that was tolling.
Then came a Sunday
When you came to find me
They bore me to church
And I left you behind me
My eyes could not see
What I wanted to love me
The earth and the flowers
Are forever above me
The bell tolled for me
And the wind whispered, "Never!"
But you I have loved
And I'll bless you forever.
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Arithmetic Mean: 3.5
Weighted score: 4.8211956
Overall Rank: 10859
Posted: July 13, 2003 10:51 AM PDT; Last modified: July 13, 2003 10:51 AM PDT
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