Poem: Alas She Goes
Alas she goes with tears down her cheeks
dreaming of him every time she sleeps
I want to make her happy, I want to be her lover
but I can't make her happy she wants to love another
I'll do everything to show her how good we might be
make her smile, make her laugh, show her what I see
so if she reads this then hopefully she'll smile
or if she doesn't like it she'll give me time to reconcile
but now, I'll finish this in a poetic and romantic way,
and promise me you'll remember this until your dying day
no matter if the distance between us is near or far
I'll still find a way to remind you how beautiful you are.
Photo Credit: "ˈhrt-ˌbrāk" by Chelsea Oakes
2 Comments – Postiwch sylw
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Rhoddwyd sylw 74 mis yn ôl - 16th April 2010 - 08:07am
thanks Sambow, I appreciate it. Glad someone's reading them :)
Sarah, thanks to you too
Georgii, thank you too :)
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I suppose I'll meet some of you at the meeting at the end of the month?
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Rhoddwyd sylw 74 mis yn ôl - 16th April 2010 - 09:57am
That's really beautiflul and so true. I love the last line :)