Eleven and A Half Minutes
Memories are what remain
of times passed
and since this is irrefutable
I shall bequeath
to you my friend, a few of
my very own ..
Indeed I have such a need
to fill the silent years
with sorries and with prayers ..
Each one for you
I owe you that much at least ..
And while there
is no need for accolades or
compliments ..
When no other words will do
I want you to
know I still love you like crazy ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Comments7
So a memoir (with this dedication) is on its way, is it, Neville?
Never say neva .. maybe .. Neville
Beautiful.
Cheers, Thomas
An outpouring of love and an apology for the silent years. And prayers too for healing. Sounds like a reconciliation.of lovers and the title must be of special significance. Love over conflict , satisfaction for the heart and soul. Words of adoration. Very nicely expressed Neville.
thank you Cassie .. Neville
Reminds more of that silent piece 4 mins 33 seconds.
You wish I wouldn't sing for 11 and half minutes each day? That would be a start to stop me singing! lol.
I am sure you are write .. nuff said .. in fact too much ..
Touching!
How very kind .. ta .. Neville
Love never dies Neville.
Andy
Yet sadly, those who are and so much, do .. don't they .. Neville
A touching and
emotional poem,
thoughts and
message indeed.. 😢
Wonderfully woven
and my pleasure
to read!!
Much enjoyed, peace ✌️
Thad
I am honoured that you took some time out to consider this particular little scribble Thad .. Very muchly appreciated sir .. Thank you so much .. Neville
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