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Love Funny Ways
by Soy Criada
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
Written the day after speaking to a woman who was experiencing emotional ,physical and financial from her husband |
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I love you, he said, For your sweet smile And pleasant ways Your sweet love And your tenderness. You are like fresh dew From heaven above You’ll be the center Of my whole world So, I’ll love you, Until The sun ceases to shine Till the flowers have Lost their smell, Till the days get colder If you just walk This way with me. So he became My joy, And my life, As we shared all I ever had. Myself. My time My love My affection My emotions and My wealth. He took all I ever owned, I gave and he took, But one thing I’m now sure He never ever lied. He gave, Just what he said He had to give. Just when he started Loving me until my Sun stopped shining, I cannot really tell, For I was just too busy, Colouring and perfuming His world. But now my eyes are opened. And I am quite certain, I’ll never let him, Ever, Cause me to lose My perfume, Or let my days Get colder, And go way down Below zero. coyrights.julietChristie Murray |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
9/2/2007 |
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Sad but empowering as well, Juliet. The ending is filled with hope. Love and strength to you and welcome to AD,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
8/29/2007 |
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My oh my! Been there, done that and it takes time for the hurt to go away. Then you can walk in the sunshine and get on with your life. An emotional, yet great write.....
Be safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by chris stienstra |
8/29/2007 |
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A vivid picture of the process. Sad, but true. I hope your perfume continues to make those around you happy and that you are able to stay warm.
With best regards,
Chris |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
8/28/2007 |
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| It never ceases to amaze me how the beautiful flower of love dies all too soon and is tossed in the garbage can of broken marriages. |
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