Saturday, April 4, 2009

celebrate my love....

celebrate my pain
celebrate my sorrow

celebrate how you deserted me
celebrate how you're gone
celebrate how you disappeared

celebrate how I've been left

rise your glass
and
toast.

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for this week's sundayscribblings prompt: celebrate

9 comments:

A Girl Named Me said...

Ohhh..surprising. Sad. Beautifully done, but still . . . sad.

xoox
AGirlNamedMe

songofsea said...

i can very well understand the state you are in....everyone goes through it in their lifetime. Take it easy gurl!

linda may said...

Well done post from you, as is usual. Best wishes.

gautami tripathy said...

It is gonna be ok. Time heals, believe me..

SS: The Red Tent

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Tumblewords: said...

One could celebrate being free of such unhappiness, for sure! Raise your glass and toast. Nice.

Linda Jacobs said...

Celebrate the fact that he is gone! It doesn't sound like he was worth your time and love!

Jay said...

It's true that events which happen to us are seldom 100% bad, or 100% good, either. You explored that well.

rosey said...

What a poignant piece. Very sad yet beatiful in it's own way.

floreta said...

it's a good way to look at it..