"my heart aches and a drowsy
numbness pains my senses"
oh why did not my foolish eyes see
not see his love deep in those bright blue eyes
his smile lighting the world around me
why did I draw away at his touch
the touch that warmed me so
all things change as do the seasons
with autumn he was gone, living
me only cold north winds and ice tears
5 comments:
A question I have always pondered.
Why do women pass on a good man and and pick a jerk? Hope the womean in this poem didn;t make that mistake.
Words to ponder...I know of what you speak. Beautifully expressed Melanie.
gs batty, quilted as charged. We women can be such blind fools. Much thanks for reading me poem.
love, Melanie
Thank you Geraldine for reading my poem. I sounds as if you have been there too.
love, Melanie
a beautiful statement on hurts...
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