![]() Writting before WrittingA Poem by Bob Smith![]() Self explanatory.![]() And so, Tonight, Shed endless tears once more, Try to bring myself together, To write one last silent sonnet, For you alone,
My dear, I do not seek your attention, It is but my swan song, The end of this story,
Lover do not worry, For it is a song I'd never let you hear,
The well of tears almost dry, This heart so slowly, giving in But before the now frail body hits the ground,
I must sing to you one last song, For never before have I fallen, As hard as I fell for you. © 2008 Bob SmithAuthor's Note
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