Cheers
With the morning came the sun
Plagued by thoughts the past had spun
I sat here
Drowning in fear.
As my heart raced,
My mind paced.
Did it leave?
What did it take?
What did I receive?
What did it break?
What lies did it weave?
Must I seek a reprieve?
With the night came the moon.
Did this love leave too soon?
Did it though?
My heart did not lose its glow.
So
Hello love long passed.
Here’s to finding peace at last.
SONYA A WATSON 