An Incomplete Love Story
Tomorrows child waits for yesterday.
When love was still a mile away.
In the valley of a still moon light.
The stars recall that starry night.
Prayerful dreams hung up so high.
You can barely see them with your eye.
And yet deep in your solemn heart.
You still rehearse your long lost part.
The actors changed as the plot waned.
And in the end nothing was gained.
The mystery of where love goes.
We shrug our shoulder's, nobody knows.
Sometimes the future is never written.
No one know's if you're going to be smitten.
That's when we listen for the sun.
For it's beyond what has been done.
For the Incomplete love story contest. Written July 12, 2018
Copyright © Leslie Albright | Year Posted 2018