In absenceA Poem by BeccyWhen springtime comes and poets near and far search out the end chewed pencil, to write of earthworms, trees and long lost dear relations, I think of you; Of afternoons spent hand in hand, when love was all, made no demand. When summer comes and poets near and far search out the end chewed pencil, to write of flowers, sun and days of idle play, I think of you; Of nights spent under starry skies, of kisses, sweet repose and sighs. When autumn comes and poets near and far search out the end chewed pencil, to write of seasons fade, a falling leaf, the bare brown clay, I think of you; Of guitar rifts and blue, blue eyes, of promises that masked the lies. Yet now you are so very far away, your winter weighs more burdensome than mine. For I can hold the gift you gave, the son I bore, those blue, blue eyes, that though they may not ever see the other half of him and me, will someday come to understand, those afternoons spent hand in hand, when love was all, made no demand.
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16 Reviews Added on February 19, 2015 Last Updated on February 19, 2015 AuthorBeccyUnited KingdomAboutI'm forty four, single and have a lovely fifteen year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I have always been an assiduous reader of poetry and real.. more..Writing
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