to be full of false hopes and dreams of a love
that's never going to be again
the silent prayers said in the darkest hours of the night
of rescue and tranquility that are never answered
some would call me a dinosaur,others just I'm crazy
but the simple truths in life are the most complex
there are so very few who truly understand
who I really am
there is no honor in dying alone in desperation
but there is honor dying alone keeping your word
to the one to whom it was sworn
~ D Donner ~
I absolutely love the ending
each reader of a poem brings their complexes - this poem works in aces for me--honorably! Lady A