within my dreams.
Was it just a piece of fantasy.
Where, I once held you close ?
Now you're gone !
Will sadness.....,
forever sit, on my shoulders.
Like a shroud ?
Will death.....come to play,
one of his games?
Or am I not worth the effort.
Now that I'm dying .....
a little bit quicker.
Than I was.......
Now
You've gone ?
Giajl © Jim Love