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Diamond Days

Even be I dead
I will remember thee
Through all yesteryears clouds and rain
Our poetry will ever stay the same
Moments from years
No shame in those tears
You can't ever know 
All our love in arrears
Such joy will not pass 
When life goes under grass
Fully locked in my mind
Set fair there for all time
Images permeate, sounds possess
The day you spilt wine upon your dress
Those grass stains from our parkland frolics
The time when we ran past three alcoholics
Once we were drawn in charcoal together
Then washed pale by the autumn weather
Shells and wet sand filled our shoes 
Straggling hair, no towels, fingers blue
All of these things and so many more
Just from one day down at the south shore
Each must bank their finest times
Keep the best and refute the crimes
Pack tightly all the diamond days
The winter chills and summer haze
All will keep the blues at bay
When at last we slumber night and day
©Rhumour 1975
Edited April 21st 2008
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Dave Dunn More than 1 year ago
I came across this in an old notebook a few years ago and still liked it, but changed a few lines to include events that came after the original version.
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Mohamed Fazloon More than 1 year ago
nicely written...Please check out my new poem :http://www.poetry.com/poems/402885
Dave Dunn More than 1 year ago
Thank you Mohamed, glad you enjoyed it. :)
Matthew Murphy More than 1 year ago
O how I like poems like these....
Dave Dunn More than 1 year ago
Thank you Mathew, much appreciated. I hope you will enjoy more of my poems then. :) Best wishes, Dave
Ofuonyebi 'Dinobi More than 1 year ago
well done
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