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Teardrops In The Champagne

"My entry in Andy an my poem/rhyme challenge."

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Teardrops In TheChampagne

Our place that we first met,

Has closed and is no more.

I enter what is left of it,

Stepping through its shattered door.

As I gaze upon the dust covered tables,

And the paint peeling off the walls.

I remember the day you proposed to me,

And other memories that recalls.

Now here I stand in the darkened gloom;

I know not what to do.

Those feelings of sorrow within this old heart,

My love, I so miss you.

Out of a window, I look and gaze,

To watch the pouring rain.

I lift a glass in my wrinkled hand

Sending teardrops in the Champagne.

Written by Pirate
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