A Penny For Your Thoughts
“I don't really wanna know what makes you leave, or when you'll be back.
I just wanna know what will make me cry at your arrival.”
? Ade Santi
Was a cold and dismal night, you strode out
Why did your mind choose such a time to leave
What was so important, you had no doubt
This was the now, you so strongly believed.
Our life was on an even plateau, yes
boring at times, did we see each other.
Familiarity breeds hope I guess
Yet did not look and we did not bother.
Yet on your return how will I behave
Welcome home, or ask you why have you come
Do I want to cry, beg you like a slave
Or turn the other cheek, what's done is done
I bury my thoughts too raw to expose
As I buried the love, under my nose
Penned 17 March 2015
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2015
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