My LoveA Poem by AehrWith my head
in my hands I’m sitting on the floor And then I
realise that I’m staring at the door The golden
light of the sun warming up my face My thoughts
and sanity floating up into space A pile of
homework on the desk by the bed But I’m just
thinking about the words he said I should be
outside, but I’m humming a song Oh how I
wish he was here to sing along! I just
simply wish for him to be here To whisper
‘I love you’ repeatedly in my ear To talk
about his dreams, and that’s on its way To talk
about how it all deepens with each day And then
with a jerk I raise up my head And it’s
like the soul has come back to the dead The door
clicks open, and I get up to see My one and
only love right in front of me And then my
heart’s more fragile than a cloud The air then
turns cold, as if wrapped by a shroud The tears
blur my vision, as they threaten to fall And then I
realise that he wasn’t here at all Because he’s
buried in the graveyard down the lane And he died
in the war, alone, and in pain I see only
his ghost, a figure made of dust A sepia
brown body, and a face as red as rust © 2013 AehrAuthor's Note
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12 Reviews Added on May 18, 2013 Last Updated on May 18, 2013 AuthorAehrAspiring for fearlessnessAboutTrying to keep my words alive. Find me on Instagram: aehr_x more..Writing
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