Gone Poem by Elisabeth Wingle
Gone
I will not scream
I will not cry
I feel sick
I think I'll die
Now he's left,
He's gone for good
Is that bad?
Or as it should?
Anyway
I must go on
Must remember
He is gone
Gone
Beautifully written poem with intense and deep emotions so powerfully brought out with a lovely style!
Thank you Hazel, I am honored that you took the time to read some of my poems.
Wow sums up what I went through in April. Though I learned the bad thing was in fact kind of good for something. Nicely written, touching and to the point :)
Thanks you Judith it was a long time ago, but it was definitely written From the heart
But obviously not forgotten. Nice one. BRI :) Wes sent me a note. I am not sure I have EVER banned anyone (other than wives) . Try again! (WE never got married, DID we? ?
Ok I'll try it again.. I am pretty sure we never married. There are a handfull of nights in my youth that are a little fuzzy....... You didn't spend any time in Cleveland in the early 80s?
Good time to take up Sudoku I recommend diagonal moyen (middle) absorbing and comforting. Then of course there is vanilla ice cream. You express yourself well. ta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Short and sweet, it flows so smooth. Liked it.
Thank you