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Nautikos
Loved the poem, mum used to play it on the piano and have the wine of course.
posted by
WileyJohn
on April 2, 2015 at 9:29 AM
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posted by
Vermont01
on April 1, 2015 at 5:41 AM
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Some endure Naut, we all wish we could drag it into the present.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 31, 2015 at 11:56 PM
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Nautikos
There is a reason some poems are timeless and nothing else needs be said
posted by
Krisles
on March 31, 2015 at 8:30 PM
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I hope that at sometime in your life, somewhere, you sang it to someone special who appreciated the music and the meaning. Lovely.
posted by
TAPS.
on March 31, 2015 at 7:14 PM
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That is an excellent love poem.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 31, 2015 at 6:13 PM
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Naut
What memories you brought back to me...Mother and Dad used to sing this as a duet and while they sang, the rest of us faded away for them...you could see it. Thank you.
posted by
Kabu
on March 31, 2015 at 1:18 PM
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