Without You Poem by Helen Crutchett

My heart will go on beating
When sweet blossoms bloom until
Butterflies announce in flight
renewal is only fleeting.

Warmed with rays of Summer's fire
Stoked by the heat of your love
Lazy days and sunsets gaze upon
Our soul's desires.

My heart will go on beating when
Autumn's colours softly fall
Nature knows the seasons
and the reasons why
love stories sometimes end.

Weathering winter's bitter snow
While safely cradled in your arms
We recite poems aloud
In our cosy chateau.

But if you turn around and walk away
And your love should cease
Then I could not guarantee my love
My heart would beat another day.