Were You To Go From Me, To You. Poem by Michael Gale

Don't know what i'd do? ...
Were you to go from me to you.

A tear would most likely cross my cheek...
Like in a bad dream, i'd awaken to my surrounded reality-and not speak.

Sadness of watered down awes...
T'would mix to my feelings of lifely and unhappy- like-pause.

Like a roller coasters' bumps and turns in life...
My ride in life t'would be filled with sorrow and strife.

Without my baby...
My one true love-My wife.