John Hull


Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder - Poem by John Hull

Absence makes the heart grow fonder
but it doesn't alleviate worry.
Sitting alone makes one wonder
who should have said they were sorry.

Sorry for doubting each other,
each thinking that they were right;
they weren't the cause of the bother.
Walking off into the night.

Hurrying first full of anger
then, slowly, stopping to think.
Hot temper beginning to languor
and reason with logic now linked.

Suddenly a burden is lifted;
but worry has taken its place.
Apologies may not be accepted
this they bravely must face.

Kissing they smile through their tears,
with worry and care all gone.
Whispering into their ears
hearts fonder, they'd always be one.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Verse


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 13, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, November 13, 2015


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