Each Day I Cry Poem by francis e.rudy
Each Day I Cry
Each day goes by, i notice not the sky
nor the color of the tree
The color of my true loves eyes are too close to see,
My mind is as far away as she
her thoughts are not of me
There is no love left in me
i let all slip away
I notice much in my blindness
love has left me that way
It takes too much to only get by
I wish i knew you better
and you had time to not pass me by
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4/24/2024 11:22:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
naw i find that so sweet; its deep, i like it