The Day My Lover Left
The day my lover left it was a winter snow storm,
I begged him not to go but he just laughed at me;
I snuggled under my blanket and was soon asleep,
And in my dream, I heard the loud crash.
The crunch of metal and then there was silence,
My spirit floated above the battered car, ethereal;
And that is where I found him beautifully dead,
Hair a tangled raven cloud, I hovered above.
My spirit kissed his cold blue lips, goodby love,
I lingered holding him close to my broken heart;
I woke up suddenly- loud knocking on the front door,
Two police officers were standing there.
We regret to inform you . . . .
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March 14, 2016
Poetry/Verse/The Day My Lover Left
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