Waking Up Late Poem by Tygrr Robertson

Waking Up Late

Rating: 5.0


Love lost, to what cost?
This disease betrayed.
I wished you'd stayed.
To what cost? Oh such a loss.
Had I been able to see.
What this disease was doing to me.
To go back in time.
That would be most divine.
To expect you to stay.
Would have been wrong anyway.
All it took to see.
Was for you to leave me.
Your greatest gift.
Was my greatest loss.
Sad, Now I see.
All I had to do,
was do it for me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jack Tex 14 July 2007

A little sad, very deep and most realistic. All the best Mohammad

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