My blue skies turned grey
Since you went away my colors faded,
Cause you are not near,
Don’t say a word, its not needed here.
The chair where you sat,
Goes empty today,
The bed where you slept,.
Still lays unmade
Don’t say a word, Its not needed here
I had a dream about you,
I held your hand in mine,
And when I woke, I was without you,
And so Ill keep dreaming until that time
Don’t say a word, its not needed here.
The days continue to pass without you,
Bt soon enough it will be time,
And then Ill go out to find you,
And Ill ask you to be mine.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
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2 comments:
Very nice... You are always so talented in your writings! I love you!
Love this one, Rons.
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