Untold Poem by Christopher Withers

Untold

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in lieu of gifts and flowered word,
in my stead i'll place your care.
at each dawn i'll hold you near,
talking of our love so clear.
at each noon i'll hold your hand,
sharing of the day we'd planned.
after noon when we sit close,
your troubles i will comfort most.
on the eve we'll laugh and joke,
sharing smiles with other folk.
and as night falls and sleep takes hold,
my Love for you remains untold.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Absent Wryta 11 September 2008

Flows brilliantly, a lovely story told. Excellent write, a pleasure to read

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Very nice. You did a magnificent job! Peace Out, Lexi Baby

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