This Man Poem by Melvina Germain

Sadness unfolds within my heart
thinking of a man pristine and fair.
His words were powerful
sometimes his words were dear.
Like a fading moon
his words soon disappeared.
Who knows what will become
of this mountain of a man.
Who will stand with him
when the inevitable comes,
who will love him to the end
and beyond even more.
My love for this man will never die,

I hope he calls my name
before he says good-bye.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: July 25/2015