[Colonel_Flagg]

You blew out the candles
From the depths of your soul
Your new year begins
With this new love your goal.

I could feel the cold breeze
As I shivered in bed
Wrapped against the inclement
Knowing you have now wed.

I find it ironic
From your promises fine
That the candles you blew out
Could be both yours and mine.

My light was extinguished
The night that you left
In the arms of another
You have left me bereft.

I remember your smile
From that time we would share
Oh, to touch and to please you
No treasure I'd spare.

I trust you are happy
With this new love you've found
While the one you betrayed
Is no longer around.

Happy Birthday, my darling
May it's happy return
Be filled with new candles
Which, unlike mine, will burn.

[Soaring Feather]

Exquisite, dear Colonel. I am crying here.


Very well written. I am so proud of you.

[Soaring Feather]

You blew out the candles
From the depths of your soul
Your new year begins
With this new love your goal.

I could feel the cold breeze
As I shivered in bed
Wrapped against the inclement
Knowing you have now wed.

I find it ironic
From your promises fine
That the candles you blew out
Could be both yours and mine.

My light was extinguished
The night that you left
In the arms of another
You have left me bereft.

I remember your smile
From that time we would share
Oh, to touch and to please you
No treasure I'd spare.

I trust you are happy
With this new love you've found
While the one you betrayed
Is no longer around.

Happy Birthday, my darling
May it's happy return
Be filled with new candles
Which, unlike mine, will burn.

---

I light my candles every night
dream of you my delight
if again your face
I never see, you'll always
be a part of me.

My dreams are haunted by your presence
I watched you on your wedding day
you turned to me and I heard you say,
but you knew that didn't you, anyway?

In my dreams I saw your bride
on your porch where you two would abide,
an old brick Victorian, ivy covered walls
her long gown sweeping the floor,
and the look toward me, laughing,
he is mine every more.

Ah, so bride it may be, but his heart
has a piece of me, buried deep where you cannot see,
the love he carries there for me.

I hold the treasure of his heart
you hold his hand, and I light the candles
every-night, until forever it shall be..

bentfeather

[MS.BEHAVIN]

Why Colonel!
That's beautiful!
Ms.B