So Alone Poem by Lora Colon

The day is rich with the gifts of Spring,
The seeds of contentment have been sown;
Truly, I could not wish for a thing,
..... if only I were not so alone

Could a lovelier morning exist?
The lilacs and roses are full blown;
To shout with joy I can scarce resist,
..... yet, I wish I were not so alone

But Time must march, Spring's performed her task,
Now Summer has made its presence known
With such charm, so what more could I ask?
..... well, perhaps not to be so alone

And when Summer dons Autumn's costume,
I'll not cry for the days that have flown;
That Spring will return I must assume,
..... how I pray I'll not be so alone

Now wintry winds nip in playful jest,
Their icy jabs chill me to the bone;
Longing for his love gives me no rest,
..... and never have I felt so alone!

And each night, as I lay in my bed,
I reach for the rays the moon has thrown
On the pillow that once held his head,
..... and I cry because I'm so alone