Flowing Deep, Those Ghastly Shards of Regret

Flowing Deep, Those Ghastly Shards Of Regret Flowing deep, those ghastly shards of regret and the spasms they birth in weeping soul no reprieve, caught in that sorrowful net love's joyous flag no longer had its pole. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. Never saw her again, I ran away bare truth is, I knew she wanted much more than a simple life, with simple man's pay with her fast asleep, I ran out the door. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. Putting distance in our path, out of state I heard no cries, did not see how she bled looking back, her love became bitter hate my mistake seen, I wished to be dead. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. Six years and a million miles I had fled where sadder path my soul walked alone yet see her well I could, in her silk bed in sweet night dreams, we talked on the phone. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. Courage came and I went to her hometown to beg forgiveness for my youthful fear I saw her again in her blue nightgown I ran away, my eyes still wet with tears. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. As moon's rays through my window hit my eyes then I realized it was a bad dream nobody could hear my bellowing cries no, we would never again be a team. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. 10-08-2019 Rhyme, Written for the contest, If Only We Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time, sponsor, Silent One First place awarded