Last Hand
I know where I'm at; And not where I'm goin;
So on the basis of that; I wanted you knowin.
For always I will; Remember the light;
And the heavenly view; You; Who greeted my sight.
How quickly you came; And brightened my day;
How quickly the same; You faded away.
I will forget come never; Or at least for a while;
Our quite brief little endeavor; That held a permanent smile...
:-( Your reasons are yours; And you have them I'm sure;
Though misunderstanding the cause; I can not pretend;
That I haven't seen this before,
Yes I know its the end......
Copyright © Ryan Harris | Year Posted 2014
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