Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
And should the treasured words cease to mean anything at allwhat more is there to say for the epitaph is written on the wallfor when true love staggers and flees, the silent treatment beginsas we play over in our tortured minds the other’s mortal… Continue Reading “Epitaph for Lovers”
And should the treasured words cease to mean anything at allwhat more is there to say for the epitaph is written on the wallfor when true love staggers and flees, the silent treatment beginsas we play over in our tortured minds the other’s mortal… Continue Reading “Epitaph for Lovers”
Now in these dark days that follow when death has trod along the pathlaying bare souls, bleeding us hollow leaving behind an anguished wrath We seek solace in this black gloom sharing memories of our friendhis smile could light a darkened room a life… Continue Reading “Now In These Dark Days”
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Dear Mother, is heaven a garden of honeyed roses Where you stroll among them in angelic repose,
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