I waited for her twenty years
For twenty years and more
Then someone said that she was dead
That I should wait no more
I waited though for ten years more
For ten years more did wait
Till postman pushed, one rainy day,
In haste, my garden gate
He fed my hungry letterbox
A letter that I read
Writ by the hand of girl I loved
Who someone said was dead
She'd wrote to share this sober truth:
THAT GIRL indeed was dead,
But wondered if I minded much
An older one instead!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: for the girl, who was 'dead' to me for many years...
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Blue-eyed Bolla,
Older, wiser and very much alive! A wonderful write! Enjoy your well deserved life together!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura, I'm you like my little rhyme. She's definitely older, but looks the same to me. Again, thank you.
You’re welcome!
From all the pics you’ve posted, I can see she’s beautiful! I love all the poems you dedicate to the love of your life!
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