![]() Introduction: “If you have men who will only come if they know there is a good road, I don't want them. I want men who will come if there is no road at all.” ~ David Livingstone "Sunrise off I 30" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton Nancy Spain Of all the stars that ever shone Not one does twinkle like your pale blue eyes Like golden corn at harvest time your hair Sailing in my boat the wind Gently blows and fills my sail Your sweet-scented breath is everywhere Daylight peeping through the curtain Of the passing night time is your smile And the sun in the sky is like your laugh Come back to me my Nancy Linger for just a little while Since you left these shores I've known no peace Nor joy Chorus: No matter where I wander I'm still haunted By your name The portrait of your beauty stays the same Standing by the ocean wondering where you've Gone, if you'll return again Where is the ring I gave to Nancy Spain On the day in Spring when snow starts to melt And streams to flow With the birds I'll sing this song Then in the while I'll wander Down by bluebell stream where wild flowers grow And I'll hope that lovely Nancy will return Life has its twists and turns Sugar and here I am headed into one of those turns. My feelings are that it must be done, as the life we are given, we must live it until the day it is taken from us... I am not scared or worried, happy or sad... just taking that step forward... and know how much I really do care for you sugar... This is a brilliant song and I wanted to share it because I don't know how to speak or write about what is in my soul or heart tonight... So maybe you will understand... xxxx Diana Mary Sharpton ~ Poetry & Photography ©All Rights Reserve 2017 Contact: DianaMSharpton@Gmail.com
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December 2021
Diana Mary Sharpton“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” Categories
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