'Alone Too Long'
Love lies, where it was left,
Cast away...totally bereft.
It lies dying, upon the lawn,
Left unfed, for oh so long.
Love is like a living thing;
It eats the food, one does bring.
Absorbing kindness and tender care,
Feeding on the joy, it sees there.
When love is left alone too long,
Not knowing to whom it belongs;
It crawls within itself to hide,
Rejects food and finally dies.
Love was cast at parting feet,
When lovers felt the loss of heat.
It was cast out to die alone,
Having no heart...to call home.
So love lies dying where it fell,
Fading fast...as all can tell.
Leaving a world of hurt and cold,
Full of sadness and stories untold.
When love is left...alone too long,
It crawls within...and then...is gone.
Valentine