Was it that hard,
dear
To keep your
promise to me
To stay together?
Where have you
gone now?
Leaving me to
yearn for you
That love
of yours lost
In Spring you are
here
When the
daffodils bloom
My tears are
showers
The heat of
summer
Stirs the warm
scent of your body
For me to yearn
for
And as the Autumn
Leaves
fall you
whisper to me
The wind sings
your song
Was it that hard,
dear
To leave me cold
in Winter
And crying alone?
oh your writing leaves me knowing how sad you must feel until the daffodils bloom. Great post :)
ReplyDeleteLoneliness makes one feel cold , no matter what season.
ReplyDeleteBroken promises are so not fair.
It seems so effortless for you to put your emotions into words. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOh! Such beautiful words to describe such great sadness. My husband has had two wives pass over before him, and I have promised him he won't have to bury a third. I'm praying I can keep that promise, though I can't imagine my life without him. Winter seems to increased the sadness of being alone, I wish for you an early spring, and the soft whispers of her voice with you always!
ReplyDeletethis tears right through my heart, what a beautiful, soul stirring poem. I pray an early spring for you my friend. God bless and Keep you safe until the daffodils bloom again!
ReplyDeleteSo doleful. It's funny, I don't usually find the holidays the hardest time of year. No, it's those long summer evenings.
ReplyDeleteEven though it's spring where you are, it must seem a sad season at times. Sometimes the best intentions aren't enough.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful, and, I imagine, it was very hard to do.
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