Where once words were written
With whirly g's and y's
Arty to gain attention
Now lost with your define
Real meanings not quite explained
But lost all the same
The time is gone
Left me with a heavy heart
Mondays always filled with anticipation
A sure belief in you
Despite what happened
Can it filter through
Let go the moment
Keep it for memory
Is time still to come?
Will it heal my heavy heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a heavily laden poem. It begs more questions that one can answer. Very candid heart on your sleeve CD. HG: -) xx