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No big deal, is it, really?

I vaguely remember when
last I felt the delight
or the pain and
so hurry not to fight
to seek either again

twenty five years or so before
a birthday greeting.
all but one her last letter
then silence each day meeting.
gone, nothing to say, love? no more

but it's no big deal, really, is it?
no one touches my shaggy eyebrows, so?
or tweaks my earlobe, looks
askance with a private smile, or slow
knocks on the door for a clandestine visit...

but it's no big deal, you will agree
the final letter - three words she wrote
in a hand unused to an alphabet
'finished is finished' - unexplained, I quote
but one year later, just single and free
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 19
About this poem:
quick 5 minute winsome story of another century; partly free with a crude ABCBA rhyming scheme

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sunset76online today!
It's about feelings and it's a big deal to you mate, and you have to grieve...

But not for too long or your eyebrows will grow so long that you won't be able to see to have a piss in the right place! rolling on the floor laughing

Sorry, nice poem! heart wings
FargoFanonline today!
When curling eyebrows
tickle my eyes
Like Lantana
Creeping over the fence
out come the clippers.
But you are nothing like lantana
I suspect.
sunset76online today!
Whatever! rolling on the floor laughing
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