a poem for margie…the lass who made
and broke my heart…
Under the moonlit skies
My heart cries out of pain.
Coiled in corner, quivering,
Dying cold in vain.
As I tried to whimper
I could not make a sound,
Feeling every piece of me
Sink deep beneath the ground.
My memory gently wanders
Back to the faded past,
Seasons washed away by tears
Of hope that did not last.
Until my dying day
My heart for you I’ll save,
For I have learned to love you
In life and in the grave


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