Original Poetry by @breezin - Passing Days
Passing Days.
Spoken words that matter none
I cried several tears and he not one
Why je has forsaken, I can not see
I do not understand this pain he left me.
But noe I know that I shant grieve
Or long for what was taken with his leave
For I have found a better grace
A better love in a better place
The love I found is so much more
It takes my heart and makes it soar
It takes my mind and sets at ease
Like a silent sea, a gentle breeze
Now candles gleam forth through the night
and imagination takes its flight
To where we feel loved arms again
And embrace each other just the same
hi @breezin a million flavors, that is love, can be sick, sad and happy too
That is so true, thank you