There is a certain sadness to trinkets left behind for the lonely to remember of a brief, but fiery moment of pleasure that, somehow, never returned. Much better for that feeling to be present always in the form of the person staying by one's side.
A heart rending piece of writing....
I identify wholly with what you say...
The lovely necklet I admired in Fondo, in the middle of the Dolomites in Italy...
Our last holiday together before my husband died a few months later..he bought the necklet for me, and now as I hold it, loving memories come flooding back....
Thanks for the memories La Belle....
Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)
Reviewed on February 17, 2015
To remember all the gifts you have been given...to
tuck them away bringing them out to relive and remember.
Beautiful Belle.
We treasure and guard the repertoire of love's most precious gifts. The special night when passion paled the moon and stars. Each recollection of a smile or tender embrace when the world had been cruel and our true love comforted us and made the agony go away. Tender loving care and touches when we were ill and needed special attention, and it was given, a gift of compassion and deepest love. Your "Keepsake" is a safe haven for those most precious of all times Belle. There is great love and passion shared in your magnificent poem. Jon Michael
Wonderful poem,delivered unto the public by your always great poetical voice. You always seem to come up with the very words needed to give you poem that extra oomph . . . You have once again written a beautiful loving poem.
I find it easy to slide into the emotions and meanings that you express in your romantic sharings through your verses, Belle. Thank you for sharing your gift. Love and best wishes to you,
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Thank you La Belle to sharing your verse.
Tender the moment and sweet the blush..in this the winter's aura. Beautifully penned!
Lady Mary Ann
Ron
I identify wholly with what you say...
The lovely necklet I admired in Fondo, in the middle of the Dolomites in Italy...
Our last holiday together before my husband died a few months later..he bought the necklet for me, and now as I hold it, loving memories come flooding back....
Thanks for the memories La Belle....
tuck them away bringing them out to relive and remember.
Beautiful Belle.
Always,
Deborah
Regis