The Day Denise Went Away to A Normal Day
Some days are quite unexpliainable
Some days are quite normal - depending on who we talk to
The Day Denise Went Away (repeating poem)
We pledged our love ever we�d stay
Two youths in a garden at play
The world for us was far astray
And joy was the reason for day
I never thought someone would say
The day that Denise went away
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Back then it was her and there�s me
And seasons were reasons to be
From problems it seemed we were free
There was so much we didn�t see
The seeds which we�d carelessly lay
The day that Denise went away
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We�d dance in the clouds of our sky
While world of our friends passed us by
To waves they gave came no reply
We didn�t know how flowers die
Or changes which wrought a decay
The day that Denise went away
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As time would pass we too would slow
Within a world which didn�t grow
And through each day which lingered so
Was this the girl I use to know
I wondered when to my dismay
The day that Denise went away
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A nightmare of a dream come true
Too late I pondered what to do
And as my eyes there filled with dew
I wondered if she shared my view
We never dreamed we�d end this way
The day that Denise went away
What seeds were planted that lover could not see their end coming in this repeating poem? What makes this a repeating poem is that on line is the same. In this case the last line. It is unsure what went wrong, but the seed was planted at the beginning of the poem. This was represented by the first stanza rhyming with the repeating line. From the first stanza, the echo of doom (the repeating line) was in the couple's face. More subtly, if we noticed, there is something not right about the rhythm of some of then lines.
Arlene and I got married quite young. I was 23 and she was 22. In our time, at least among our friends. this was the norm. The problems started happening a few years later. Divorce rates were on the rise. This included our friends. The ones that should have never gotten married, in the first place, were easy to accept when divorce hit. The couples who had to get away from each other. for one reason or another, were harder to accept. How could two people who once loved each other so much end this way? Then there were a few who didn't know exactly why, but being married just wasn't for them and there. It had little to do with how they felt about each other. There we were: Arlene and I. How were we we going to serve? We could cuddle and kiss a little more. We could work on, enjoy and take in our relationship. We could accept reality. We had eyes to see. What will be will be. Live for this moment, now.
Life is funny. I am old now. There is so much I cannot do anymore. Tomorrow holds the promise of one more thing I cannot do anymore. Arlene passed on way too early. There is so much I miss. Miss, because I did them and did most things well. Maybe if I didn't do so much, I wouldn't have so much to miss. There was a time, I watched my friends divorce and used it to build a stronger moments (memories). Now I watch myself getting older and unable to do yet one more something. I use what is left to build one more memory. So it should be for all of us. Live. Make one more memory. This life is a gift. A gift of wonders. A world of wonders. Waiting for us. We are that special. Make one more dream and Enjoy.
Arlene and I got married quite young. I was 23 and she was 22. In our time, at least among our friends. this was the norm. The problems started happening a few years later. Divorce rates were on the rise. This included our friends. The ones that should have never gotten married, in the first place, were easy to accept when divorce hit. The couples who had to get away from each other. for one reason or another, were harder to accept. How could two people who once loved each other so much end this way? Then there were a few who didn't know exactly why, but being married just wasn't for them and there. It had little to do with how they felt about each other. There we were: Arlene and I. How were we we going to serve? We could cuddle and kiss a little more. We could work on, enjoy and take in our relationship. We could accept reality. We had eyes to see. What will be will be. Live for this moment, now.
Life is funny. I am old now. There is so much I cannot do anymore. Tomorrow holds the promise of one more thing I cannot do anymore. Arlene passed on way too early. There is so much I miss. Miss, because I did them and did most things well. Maybe if I didn't do so much, I wouldn't have so much to miss. There was a time, I watched my friends divorce and used it to build a stronger moments (memories). Now I watch myself getting older and unable to do yet one more something. I use what is left to build one more memory. So it should be for all of us. Live. Make one more memory. This life is a gift. A gift of wonders. A world of wonders. Waiting for us. We are that special. Make one more dream and Enjoy.
Talk about memories: Madonna "This Used To Be My Playground"
Some more memories
Ever heard of the terrible twos? The nickname may have something to do with the fact 2-year olds tend to be more active now than they will ever be again. 2-year olds really aren't terrible. As the Story of This Life is about to show us, it's all in how we look at it.
Let's follow the exploits of a mom and her toddler. "A Normal Day"
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