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.
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