Lost Love © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Will you weep for a love that's lost,
with an aching helpless grief?
For the price of peace that it has cost,
the loss of innocence, belief?

Or will you let it go and sigh,
with the wisdom of a child who knows;
that nothing comes if you will cry,
for a beloved toy that you once chose.

For a love that's lost, goes underground,
It hides in shadows lonely cast;
And like a lost toy, when it's found,
you know then it was meant to last.

So, let your lost love find its way,
until that time, we shall not play.