Long Ago
Long ago and far away
I had a love I thought was true
But he did not beside me stay.
His love waned, while mine grew.
Another time, another place
But right here in my memory.
I reach to touch his dear face
Then like a dream, it's gone from me.
It seems as in another life.
So much time has now passed.
Loneliness cuts like a knife
Since the time I held him last.
I was alive for that brief time
When I was his and he was mine.
written june 11/2011
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2011
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