Darling, my sweet sweet darling Amelia, it's so hard to move on without being with you,
Darling, oh my my my sweet Amelia. How can I how can I, how can I forget you.
How can I ever forget your smooth brown face, feeling the magic of your kiss, under the moonlight, holding your soft tender hands;
Trying to figure out a master plan, asking you to please take a chance on me.
Asking you, asking you to please let me be your man, but, how could we understand, I had no idea of a future plan:
Sweet sweet Amelia I still can't in my mind remember the plan except without you I remain a lonely man.
Let go of your tender hand. Where we'd be today if your dad hadn't step in to botch my plan. My sweet darling Amelia.
How Can I, How Can I Forget You?
How can I forget that breathless moment when at your back door, our world was beneath our feet, as we felt the heat of a kiss, forever I still miss.
Darling, oh my my sweet Amelia. You're still near me, as you whisper in my ear, petitioning me to say more romantic poetry.
Amelia, when you passed away; My whole world caved in on me as because it was such a sad sad day and the memories of you haunt me lovingly;
Every day my Sweet sweet Amelia. How can I, how can I forget you when memories of you are with me every day?
How can I, how can I move on without imagining if your dad didn't drive me away; We could have had a plan and been together just one more Day.
My sweet sweet Amelia. Loving memories of you AT PEACE.
- Author: Jim Blackhawkwings (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 6th, 2019 14:51
- Comment from author about the poem: We were youth, Amelia was 15 and I was 16 years old. Amelia went home to be with the LORD at the tender age of 24. At Peace.
- Category: Love
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