LEFT UPON THIS SHORE
Where it is not sure
You left me behind, so unsure
Uncertain of your intentions
There were so many, many mentions
The ragged, tagged beach
Where you are so out of reach
You are so distant
Yet you were so insistent!
Insistent that our love would be near
So clear, so dear
The flowers you left are wilting
There’s just this little one tilting
Pink!
Even though this is the only link
Yet this is withering away
Little by little
It’s fighting affray
Time cannot be stopped
But it seems it is clogged
With memories
Stories
Glories
Glorious
Wondrous
Memories of you
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
28th December 2013
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