Love Letters Of Long Ago
Tied up neatly in a soft pink bow
Are his love letters of long ago
With words he promised to love me true
And never look for someone new
Then one day something changed
I knew right then things wern't the same
He said he needed to get away
But he would be back again some day
Fifteen years have come and gone
And I still am trying to move on
But I found today in an old shoebox
Those precious things I thought I lost
Tied up neatly in a soft pink bow
Are his love letters of long ago
So softly said, but with the hint of sadness and regret that comes with such a discovery. You've really captured the feeling well. Hope to hear more from you...
This is great. I love the flow of it. So Smooth!!! thanks for joining us at postpoems and welcome!!! Michelle