Wild horses and red poppies in a field
across the way.
Thats how I remember that rainy day.
The day you left and everything was in disarray.
Nothing I could do to stop you, not that day.
You thought the grass was greener on the other side.
You thought you would be happier even though I cried.
My dreams came crumbling down,
but you did not even care.
Nothing mattered, not even the times we shared.
All hope was lost as you went on your way.
The darkness came and it was here to stay.
Nothing could remove the pain of that day.
Not even wild horses or red poppies in a field
across the way.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
Heartfelt poem, It's simple to be enticed by someone else's allure, but ultimately the injury will mend on its own. Perhaps a better alternative awaits you. Cheer up Dear.5**** from me.
Lovely poem and photo. Love can seem so cruel and hurtful when it slaps us in the face and walks off. Let time heal the wounds, and wisdom be your guide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice lines, but full of sadness of separation..touched my heart and worthy of being visited again revered poet.