The silver hours of our lives Chime like bells that become silent The light dims on plans we made A match made in heaven they said Minutes catch each breath I drove through life without a care Fate was on my side The letter I wrote declaring my love Never sent, you belong to another What chance did I have To break what is heaven made? ©AnitaDawes2022
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A little twist there in the end, Anita. Melancholy and oh so beautiful.
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Anita amazes me all the time, Diana… I am often typing her poems with tears on my face…
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Aw! So sad but good, Anita!
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Glad you liked this, Susi! 💕🙏🏻
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What chance, indeed? Great poem!
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Thank you, Jan… I love Anita’s poetry… 💕
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