Rhett

Rhett

 Maybe I will waken in the morning maybe I won't

You became the reason for my promised dawn

I was always counting the days lined with gold

Never once thinking it could oh so quickly fold

Standing and waiting for the time to be right

Always focusing on some future light

Till the present ran out and became the past

Death was a shadow waiting in the wings to be cast

Maybe I will waken in the morning maybe I won't

There is just too many days left for me to mourn

I always saw us together someday growing old

Now all my seasons are lined in freezing cold

Maybe I will waken in the morning maybe I won't

You taught me love was never to be owned

Reviews

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Moon...I feel this very deeply, but the name of my loss is, Peace, and he took mine with him. The dream is only real as long as we sleep. The nightmare is waking in the mourning. Blessings, dear Moon

[MOON]

Thanks Lynn, he was the most special love, I am so sad.

[Sami Khalil]

A sad face and a bitter outcome. A relationship gone South. It is true that know one just owns love but it should be shared freely for it is available to all. Wonderfully sad.....:::))))

[MOON]

Thank you dear friend.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. ....::::)))

[Paul Bell]

Like the loneliness in your poem, the despondency. It hits you hard.
Last line, change the me to my.

[MOON]

Thank you , will stop by . Take care.

[Gandré]

Sad and bittersweet, I liked it. Thank you.
Thanks also for commenting on my poem.

[MOON]

Thank you most appreciated.