Ready And Waiting. Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

I call your name: echo replies.
I listen ‘til the echo dies.
The last sound fades and silence reigns.
I hesitate to call again.

I know your spirits flying free
Towards the light triumphantly.
Which I accept reluctantly.
The tears I weep. I weep for me.

I weep for my lost happiness.
I would give all I possess.
To be flying by your side.
That wish remains unsatisfied.

So I must wait impatiently.
For kindly death to set me free.

Tuesday,07 August 2012