And So It Goes
And so it goes,
you live in your world,
I live in mine.
And without the grace of God
we may never be close again,
never be “together” again.
After many more weeks I may be able
to sleep and dream once more
without seeing your faces.
For time is healing this hurt
slowly, so slowly
that it may take a lifetime.
A lifetime I’d rather spend
having special people like you
to hold, to love.
But we’re seldom given what we want,
you and I,
nevertheless, I will always try to be your friend.
No matter what it costs me
my caring will continue.
And so it goes…
9/15/87
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
