Below is the poem entitled Days and Counting which was written by poet
Sangtam. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I was a stranger,
The first day I was a stranger, the day I met you was serendipity
The second day I became your friend, I had an epiphany.
The third day I wanted to see you, not as a stranger but as an admirer
The Fourth day I became an admirer of your personality.
Days had gone by, than came months and years.
Life is short that I know,
Of what I don’t know, is how I had to live by all these years without knowing you!
Autumn came and left without good byes.
Spring came and said, ‘have you met her yet?’
Summer came as a weary man,
And left only to leave behind the barren guilt for beauty he wasted.
Winter came and she said, ‘oh. Where is she?
So that the cold that I bring would let you
Hold each other to keep warm; at last I am alone like thee’
Days and counting
Of days I could have spent and days I could have been with you.