197. Becky Comments
They sit together in their favourite place
holding hands like they used to do
the bench in the park garden is broken
the wood has almost rotted through
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Sometimes the fragility of love, like the fragility of poorly protected wood, sadly doesn't last forever. There is hopefully a new wooden bench in their old spot, just like there is hopefully a new love in their hearts.
Oh no this is a soulful goodbye love poem written in a subtle way that expresses the sad parting, a love broken up apart ah! Kudos on how u captured it all in poem. Nice to read u again.
yeah! Time heals the wound...when the memory crossed your mind..you will only smile :)
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7/23/2025 3:00:10 PM # 1.0.0
Personal experience? Was Becky once the love of your life? In any case, it is well written and I enjoyed reading it. I came to your page because of Bri Edwards. He mentioned you in his latest poem.