Lost!A Poem by David Lewis PagetThere’s a glow in the sky this morning, A pink, red-tinted glow, But what will I do with the day to come, I really wouldn’t know, You left on your final journey When the night was still at last, And everything that we knew and loved Has now become the past.
I woke to the timbers creaking in Our old house by the lake, All else, a deafening silence When you should have been awake. I turned to you in our marriage bed And I said, ‘I’m feeling old!’ But you lay still in the morning chill And God, but your hands were cold!
What will I tell the children? What will I tell our friends? You left with never a word for me Or a chance to make amends. I didn’t think that the day would come When you’d turn, and leave me blind, But I awoke to the morning glow And you’d left me far behind.
What will I do with the days ahead As your figure fades from view, With all the memories gone at last Of the years that I spent with you? I can’t imagine a single day When I’ll never hear you speak, As I kiss your lips and your fingertips And my tears fall on your cheek.
David Lewis Paget © 2014 David Lewis PagetFeatured Review
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