norman ayres


My love for her


I sit here in my empty house staring at the wall,
winter, spring, summer and soon we come to fall.

the last season i was with her before she came to pass,
even as she turns to cold our love will always last.

i am just so lost now, she was the torch upon my trail,
all the other girls I've known, in comparison they do pale.

nevermore will this earth hold a woman oh so fair,
the love that i still have for her could never be compared.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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