Treasure Island

Edwina Reizer

(12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

The Missing Thing


He told his love he loved her
and still she turned away.
He brought her diamonds shining bright
and thought that she would stay.
He gave her everything he had
and wondered what was wrong?
He never understood that what she wanted
was just to hear his song.

A song to captivate her heart,
a song to keep her still,
a song to satisfy the part
that nothing else could fill.

Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (10/20/2013 9:17:00 AM)

    This is probably your first (or one of the first few?) poem that I have read and let me tell you that I am simply amazed! It's so sweet!
    'a song to satisfy the part
    that nothing else could fill'
    It's often difficult to sing that song, but it's worth a try! (Report) Reply

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