As Time Passes By

August 13, 2009
By Patrick Scarazzo BRONZE, Cumming, Georgia
Patrick Scarazzo BRONZE, Cumming, Georgia
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The hours, the days, the months, my love;
How quickly do they pass!
And without you I have to say,
I know not how I’d last.
You told me once, that day of old,
Of how much you would miss;
The smiles, the tears, the laughs, the love;
But I will tell you this:
I, my love, my one, my heart,
Have all the time to pay;
Through stars and tears and night and day,
My love, it will not stray.
So though I’m gone for now the least,
Please don’t give up too fast;
The day will come, alas, it will!
When I’ll be yours at last.

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on Aug. 19 2009 at 2:01 am
i like the love that's shown in this poem, and the thought is wonderfully romantic. my suggestion would be to try and communicate more through your make them more vivid, and stronger, to let the reader know more about how passionate you feel. try to focus less on the rhyme scheme, and more on the depth and feeling of the poem. good luck!

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