Tuesday, February 28, 2006

MY TREE

I went today to find a tree
Along the river brown,
Where in a fit of lover's glee
I etched her sweet name down.

Time has healed my scribbled joy
And left a scar to read,
But time deferred to heal my heart,
I went alone to bleed.

(c) 2006 Harold L. King

2 Comments:

Blogger pianomick said...

....I don't know what to say.
It's wonderfully-tragic...
Please, let me SEE more.

5:00 PM  
Blogger pianomick said...

This verse has left me numb :(

5:04 PM  

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