A very old poem. “Can cry a tear”
Can cry a tear
My heart still can a tear.
A tear of loneliness.
A loneliness of losing you completely.
I could of survive without your kiss.
But never see your beautiful face.
Blessing me with your knowledge and
your love of life.
Is much more difficult to forget.
Days have past since our parting day.
Your memory is tattoo on my heart and mind.
Sometime so heavy.
Even the thought of you can make me feel
weaken. Not to tears anymore.
The tears had faded away on a Winter night long ago when
I left you alone with tears and a final goodbye.
You are always on my mind.
I dreamed you came to my door.
Your beautiful blue eyes looking into my eyes.
I reach for you and I awake.
I cry a tear.
I realized when I left you on the cold Winter day.
It was the last time I could see the life in your eyes.
Coyote
April 1980
So beautiful 🙂
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Thank you. Old poetry take us back in time. Where we lived for love.
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Beautiful poem John rich with emotions.
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Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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wow = can;t believe how old this is – nice work amigo 🙂
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Good to dig out the old poetry. Thank you for reading,
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yes – and have a great week
💞✌
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