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Stephanie Loomis's avatar

Once upon a midday bright, as I dressed in gown of white,

Embracing many a quaint custom of forgotten lore—

While I giggled, nearly laughing, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of someone gently rapping, rapping at the Bride's room door.

“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at the Bride's room door—

Only this and nothing more.”

Ah, distinctly I remember it was a sunny day;

Each separate flower cast its shadow on the floor

I prepared to vow, "Forevermore."

(with apologies to E.A. Poe)

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Jeannine's avatar

My kids worry when I talk to you, but they don't understand. You're living in the books you've read, in the letters you've written, in the blooming gardens you planted. You're wrapped up in the furniture you built, in the painted walls of every room. You still feed me with the recipes you left behind.

You're in my heart, you're in my head, you're in my soul. How can anyone say you're nevermore, when my love for you grows forevermore?

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