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Magpie Bridge

2007.08.19
I knew this old story.

They would meet each other on the bridge this day.

They always looked forward to meet again.

I envy they had good luck. Magpies came to help.

No one could help me. No one knows.

That you'd left me for so long.

I miss you so much.

I planted a rose after you left me. I watered it with my tears.
She's a blue rose.
Today she said to me :" Sorry, my friend, I have to leave. I know your feelings, hope you meet him again."

The rose died.

I lost everything.

I became so sick. No one came to see me.
It's winter now. It snows heavily.
I know I couldn't live longer.

I feel so cold... Could I see you again before I die?
Can you hear me, my darling?
I miss you so much......

I envy they had good luck, magpies came to help.

They met again......


The End

One day in spring we found poor Miss XX dead in her cottage.She may died in winter.People thought she may died of cold.We found her huddled up in bed,a photo was pressed by her arms cross folded on the chest. We didn't know the man in the picture.No one knew her stories.She lived alone.
4 Comments
iagho Poetry
iagho · 2007-08-20: 08:17
garysktam nice...
garysktam · 2007-08-20: 08:22
makaid Very interesting! Great artistic set.
makaid · 2007-08-20: 22:47
hail665 Extraordinary. Touching. Number 7!
hail665 · 2007-08-21: 08:32
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