Were You To Be Gone

Loss of love sharing and companionship

Were You To Be Gone

Could I carry on
Were you to be gone
I guess I can
But do understand

The skies would be blue
But have no more color
Not driving with you
Would lose all of its wonder

Songs would be noise
Losing all of its joy
Sunshine on Leith
Sounding more like a bleat

A walk through the mill
Would only be Bill
No longer as green
A whole different scene

Those rides to nowhere
Would lose all of its flare
I’d hear no more laughs
For my driving gaffs

Going out to eat
Would just be that
No longer sharing
Just me getting fat

Could I carry on
Were you to be gone
I guess I can
Be a man with no plan

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

A scary thing losing part of one's self. It's a sad period of life, letting go. Excellent poem Bill

[Bill MacEachern]

Thank you Cherrie,
Fortunateky we still have each other

[Bill MacEachern]

Fortunately

[Onlyme]

A deeper meaningful and personal account, of the loss of love and friendship, let alone companionship. That takes a bit of the heart, mind and soul. And you never feel whole again.

[Bill MacEachern]

Yes, songs lose their meaning beautiful sunrises become just the start of another day....