It has been said, a man can love a thousand women,
all in the same old way that one-day butterflies
love flowers, because there are so many,
that touching only one in their short life
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You write very much like I always imagined my Grandfather felt. Although we were never close, I knew my Grandmother died many years ago (1982?) but, my grandfather never wanted another woman........he said she was his one and only. That's beautiful. He joined her last year. Thanks for the memories. Very lovely poem. sincerely, Mary
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You write very much like I always imagined my Grandfather felt. Although we were never close, I knew my Grandmother died many years ago (1982?) but, my grandfather never wanted another woman........he said she was his one and only. That's beautiful. He joined her last year. Thanks for the memories. Very lovely poem. sincerely, Mary