Liza Sud

Bride Of My Childhood - Poem by Liza Sud

I am sad about the past -as about the future.
not all came true in my past.
I fell in love as a small child,
And, then - I too rapidly grew up.

I did not notice parting,
and Landscape flashed too quickly,
But in soul - there remain a splinter,
And all life on it - I was crying.

You cannot return years of infancy,
Although experience I have enough,
and I'm sad for my childhood bride, miss her,
who was to me the beacon of love.

Why am I sure in the future?
It is very simple, my dear!
As a backbone she came in my memory
And will always stay in it - Radiant!

Well in the next life, in continuity,
I will explode when she and I meet.
They will say to me - young but mature!
And forever will give her to me.

That's when fidelity will be justified,
That in the past, all my life, it was,
I will never be changed, and happiness
will last - for centuries on.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 23, 2015

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