To Miss Moore

 To Miss Moore

Some things may seem to last forever  

  

Of times when things were happier than ever

Something's may never be the same

But my love for you will always remain and for that I'll never be ashamed

I know we've both been through so much pain

Danced crying all alone

Trying to smile in the midnight falling rain

But through it all  

Despite the fall

My love still persists and always calls

Even through all this pain

Memories of us sat together

Still sings a strange sweet symphony

Which will last for the rest of the time

From here to eternity  

Like the Holy Trinity

Filled with happier times when you were all mine and true love

Despite social standing  

Wealth or the view of others

Wasn't a love crime

Maybe we can start again

And just be friends as our broken hearts slowly mends

Maybe

A five-letter word filled with such hope

I just kneel and pray

One day

You'll find your strength to let me in that old wooden front door

On your white picketed fenced street

To help you cope as we no longer need to pretend

It's why I've sent you this love letter

So you can see my love revolving in its words

Like a literary kaleidoscope

Awaiting that beautiful moment when you finally find the courage

To see what's inside this personal envelope

Forever yours, William Doors.

Dated 1884.  

Copyright John Duffy

A dash of fun as I relax.

 The past generation had such style. 

Handwritten love letters must have been such a wonderful surprise.

Salute.