THE FORTUNES OF TIME
Forget you, how could I?
Does the sun fall from the sky?
Does the rain no longer pour,
On the wasteland of my heart?
Should the wind no longer blow,
Across the sea of my emotions?
Never, never,
For you are always with me,
With every sigh,
With every tear,
That falls and drowns
The sorrow of our parting,
Until, until,
Through the epochs of time,
We shall meet again,
To love once more.
…. From the novel, by K D Dowdall, “InHabited”
Copyright @ K D Dowdall, 2016
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K DeMers Dowdall
Karen DeMers Dowdall was born in West Hartford, Connecticut. She has lived in Taiwan, Saudi Arabia, and England. Karen has a PhD, MSN, BSN, RN in Nursing from Florida Atlantic University. “Books of every genre teach us about life, how we think, and view the world." She has written poems and little short stories since she was a child. Karen loves art, she enjoys drawing, painting in oils, pastels, colored pencils, and doing portraiture. She has also taken ballet, Jazz, and modern dance since she was three years old and owned her own dance studio.
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