Cotton Candy Trees Poem by Valerie Dohren
Cotton Candy Trees
No more, those blissful days
when we watched cotton candy trees
blossom in the Spring,
listened to the trickle of silver streams
and the whisper of the wind
through tall grasses.
All was well with the world
and life was full of promise.
But its an ill wind that blows now,
stirring my soul with bleak despair.
Everything comes to an end,
and I can see it in your eyes.
We are left with only an empty silence,
each with our own thoughts.
It’s the end of all things,
of all things that we once knew.
You are leaving....
but I will follow you.
A great poem, a sad fact of life is that everything we love has to come to an end.
It's not the end of Everything, and the decision of following in the end justifies the title...! ! !
You r leavin but I 'll follow... superb work of yours touched the heart very lovely
This is how I felt losing my wife. A bitter sweet poem delightfully crafted.
A beautiful write Val. It is very sad when good things must come to end.
It might be the ending of some things, but a beautiful beginning of new things to come sad but nice write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/28/2024 2:57:36 PM # 1.0.0
end of all things- all things that used to be. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.