Sunset
February 18, 2008 by alfonsoveck
When everything seems wonderful, what is essential can slip away: A golden
opportunity, the melody of a long forgotten love song, and sadly… a love one.
- I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost
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poor creature, begging for time to stsnd still!
a sample of what love can do.
a good one poem!
Thank you.