(For the Precious Angel who left me...)
I hope she finds the sun to chase away the rain...
I hope she finds the pleasure that cancels out the pain...
I hope she finds the laughter that dries up every tear...
I hope she finds the calm that casts out every fear...
I hope she finds the smile that upturns every frown...
I hope she finds the willing hands to lift her when she's down...
I hope she finds the joy that kills the misery...
But most of all I hope she finds the man I could not be...
(Goodbye Kitten...)
Christopher almost 8 years ago
Thank you, Robbin.
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
Lovely poem, Christopher. It doesn't say 'true stories told as fiction' so I hope it's not a personal take on it :-(
Christopher almost 8 years ago
Thank you, Neville.
Christopher almost 8 years ago
Thank you, Drew.