In The Quite Of The Night
For in the quite of the night,
I sit here all alone.
Thinking of that perfect love
that slipped away, and gone.
Tears they flow like an endless
stream, and all my soul can do is scream.
The days of our yesteryears are now so
far behind, but on this quite night
you leave footprints in my mind.
My heart so very heavy, I feel so sick
inside... Oh if only my dear, if only
you hadn't died, but I know I cannot
change what is meant to be.
I can only keep our memories, and
set your spirit free.
------- Author's Notes -------
Losing a loved one is truly one of the hardest things
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Linda (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, June 4 2005, 04:13 am|
hi girl how are you? I like your poems that you have been sending through.
|Tammy (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, June 6 2005, 03:35 am|
Hello...I am glad you are enjoying my poems, Thank you so much!!!!
|poisonivy (18.104.22.168) -- Saturday, June 25 2005, 03:16 pm|
This is such a beautiful poem...losing someone is so very hard and setting their spirit free is even harder...all we can do is hold to the memories...
|Tammy (22.214.171.124) -- Monday, June 27 2005, 04:05 am|
Thank you so much for reading, and commenting on this poem!!!!
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