Terry Brewer

Rookie (3rd April,1939 / Aldershot, England)

Lost Love - Poem by Terry Brewer

Once I could laugh with anyone
Because, you see, I had a Sun
Her beauteuos rays would light my life
I wished that she would be my wife
So then, I thought, we’d always be
Living life so happily.
Then one dark and stormy day
My Sun, my Sun, she went away.
Left me in my sorrow crying,
There I was a planet dying,
Drifting on through endless space
With a drawn unchanging face
A living hell my life will be.
My Sun, my Sun come back to me.


Comments about Lost Love by Terry Brewer

  • Rookie Sarwar Chowdhury (9/20/2008 2:09:00 PM)

    ...an ammmmazing composition indeed.........10 (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Jolanta Gradowicz (4/26/2006 12:50:00 PM)

    I like this comparison 'the Sun and a wife'. People we really love are alwyas the Sun for us.
    And leaving on a stormy day makes me think of a dear person who went away, and all the world became dark.
    It is a very good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Stephen Robinson (4/9/2006 5:11:00 AM)

    I like this. I particularly liked the lines: 'My Sun, my Sun, she went away.' and then the repetition of this Sun-sun phrase in 'My Sun, my Sun come back to me.' Nice. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 8, 2006



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