I'm looking for a poem that begins "If I must live for both of us Because you could not stay?
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sorry, i searched poetry sites,quotation sites, by author,firstlines,subject. best i can think of is contact nearest university library or professor of lit. wish you luck, it sounds like a really heartfelt poem. sure wish i knew it.
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I've always liked this poem...\n\nOne night I had a dream--\nI dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord \nand across the sky flashed scenes from my life. \nFor each scene I noticed two sets of footprints, \none belonged to me and the other to the Lord. \nWhen the last scene of my life flashed before me,\nI looked back at the footprints in the sand.\nI noticed that many times along the path of my life,\nthere was only one set of footprints.\nI also noticed that it happened at the very lowest\nand saddest times in my life. \nThis really bothered me and I questioned the Lord about it. \n"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,\nyou would walk with me all the way,\nbut I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life\nthere is only one set of footprints. \n"I don't understand why in times when I needed you most,\nyou should leave me." \nThe Lord replied, "My precious, precious child,\nI love you and I would never, never leave you\nduring your times of trial and suffering. \n"When you saw only one set of footprints,\nit was then that I carried you."\n\nMary Stevens
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This is a poem I came by \n\n\n\nHow Could You? \n\nWhen I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you \nlaugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad,"you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" - but then you'd relent, and roll me over for a bellyrub. \n\nMy housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were \nterribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights \nof nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret \ndreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the \ncone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I took long naps in \nthe sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day. \n\nGradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, \nand more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, \ncomforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. \n\nShe, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into \nour home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because \nyou were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your \nexcitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." \n\nAs they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and \npulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, \ninvestigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would have defended them with my life if need be. \n\nI would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret \ndreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. \nThere had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you \nproduced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. \nThese past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. \nI had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every \nexpenditure on my behalf. \n\nNow, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they \nwill be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made \nthe right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only \nfamily. \n\nI was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal \nshelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They \nshrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a \nmiddle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's \nfingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided \nmy eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You \nhad a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. \n\nAfter you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your \nupcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good \nhome. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?" \n\nThey are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy \nschedule
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Don't settle for the person you CAN live with, Wait for the person you can't live without.  I heard it on a movie once.
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Good one :]\n\nBut one exception to your poem:\n\nI can't FORGET your funny poem.(My forgetter would become a little worse) :]\n\nHave a nice day :]
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stay with me if you want to live\nastalavista baby
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Hiya.  Here's one of my own.  It's depressing, but happiness wasn't a prerequisit.  (By the way, you forgot the "Unstressed/stressed" syllable pattern!)\n\n"Sonnet of Mourning" by Sine Nomine\n\nIt pained me to see others sorely pained;\nLove bade me eagerly to take their stead,\nAnd were I thousand miles away, I strained\nTo loose the tie of anguish, loss and dread.\nNow as I sleep, please know I love you still.\nThough wordless glory crowns my aching heart,\nI'll never sleep and dare to dream until\nYou let me leave and to sweet Grace depart.\n\nDo not weigh down my restful mind with guilt\nThrough heavy tears and lasting mourning sighs,\nFor Heaven's like a finished patchwork quilt\nWith all God's blesséd knots securely tied.\n\nPlease hear my plead and let your crying cease.\nAs I love you, now let me be at peace.
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I'm sorry to hear about you friend. Here's a nice one I've read:\n\nIf tears could build a stairway,\nAnd memories a lane,\nI'd walk right up to heaven\nAnd bring you home again.\n\nHere's another one:\n\nThey say memories are golden. Well, maybe that's true. \nI never wanted memories. I only wanted you. \nA million times I needed you, A million times I cried. \nIf love alone could have saved you, \nYou never would have died. \n\nIn life I loved you dearly, In death, I love you still. \nIn my heart, you hold a place no one could ever fill. \nIf tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane, \nI'd walk the path to heaven and bring you back again. \nOur family chain is broken and nothing seems the same. \nBut as God calls us, one by one, the chain will link again. \n\nNo farewell words were spoken, no time to say "goodbye", \nYou were gone before we knew it and only God knows why. \nOur heart still aches in sadness and secret tears still flow. \nWhat it meant to lose you no one will ever know. \n\nSome people only dream of angels.....but we held one in our arms. \nWe love and miss you very much and can't wait till we can see you again\n\nI know the second one is long so you can just choose a few lines from it if you want.
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I wanted to help so badly, but I can't find it. I searched for about 30 minutes. I Found a great site though. It tranlates poems into English. I will tell you if I find it.  P.S. when I originally searched the poem and went to the site a poem came up but it was blurry and it was in the Greece catagory.\n\nGood Luck,\n          Chelsea\n\n\n\nI updated my comment so that I could give you the English translation to singlesockcollectors poem: here it is\n\n\n\nLeaf turns brown fall, you have just flown away yourself, branch patronizes, you want to separate yourself.  This life source, that\nformerly nourished you, Asserted, embellished, nevertheless is not dried up!  \n\nAs a burning love, in violent pushed, This velvets nectar knew to stuff you.  This tree, that has you it does?  You in has you it too given?  Of a too perfect love would have you it flooded?  \n\nThe life that climbs in him, and cannot flow itself, NEEDS this puit, where she can s’épancher itself.  The vigor of the summer,\nwhere you puisas the joy OF A delighted happiness, the abandons without you.  \n\nSmall leaf turns brown, where go you to put yourself?  Will rejoin you foam it and his cold dew?  Do not go you to take mourning, in the frozen earth, With of other feuillées, that already are\nwithered.  \n\nDauphine 30/08/2004\n\nCheck the site
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that poem was so sweet im crying now\n\nu would be a great poet u have got a good talent :) xx
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There are a lot of poems out there.  Could you be a little more specific in what you're looking for?
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It's a sonnet by William Wordsworth...The title is generally accepted as being\n\nSonnet: The world is too much with us
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Nice poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Now, to answer your question, between me and either of my children - no contest. They get everything.
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"I could walk away from anyone I ever knew, but I can't walk away from you..."\nShameless by Garth Brooks
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you should try lyrics.astraweb.com or a-zlyrics.com they have tons of lyrics there
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I could probably make one up or find a few. There's a great site for love quotes and poems. Good luck!
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You could try using the lyrics from the song Impossible Love:\nhttp://www.lyricskeeper.com/ub40-lyrics/67387-impossible_love-lyrics.htm