Who Kidnapped Our Happiness? Comments
I cannot get up early before the lazy Sunrise.
Where should I go?
A retiree seeks a haven to keep his burden head on a soft pillow
And sleep the whole day until she brings the mug of bitter coffee with the usual nagging.
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Nimal this is a brilliant example of poetic craft - from the opening phrase 'lazy Sunrise' to the 'sadness my dear' of the last line. You share the burden of age and infirmity and idleness; Of happy memories of songs from 'the old days'; Of abiding tenderness for your intimate other. My eyes fill with tears when I read your words. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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9/29/2025 3:19:16 PM # 1.0.0
An elegy to what once was and can never quite be again. Bittersweet in every sense of the word. Old is definately gold in this touching poem. Warmest regards, Sandra