i ne’er loved you much, but failed in loving few

i ne'er loved you much, but failed in loving few,

like so many wast'd grains viewed

     through the glass of an hour.

if i could e'er hope to have the return of hopeful

     days and eves again,

i would wish to spend them

     with your hand held tight in mine.

Reviews

[Alicante lullaby]

a very sublime feeling here,j.r...and i dont know whether you intended it or not but this becomes a love poem...