Erosion

I told her once that she made me happy.
She seemed surprised, but I spoke the
Truth. My life was better when I was
Beside her, watching her face, hearing
Her voice, feeling as if, though she
Never did say so, her world brightened
When she was with me. That was so
Long ago. Memories fade. The joy
That I felt isn't wholly recalled, and
The sorrow I felt when I couldn't be
With her also is ebbing away.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-07-13 at 19:09

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