Janice Canerdy Poet Quatrain

Free, Not By Choice

I'm master of my life. I've just myself,
my family, and friends to please. Then why 
do I feel saddened by my freedom? Why
do I fear utmost joy has passed me by?
 
I love someone whose passion for me died.
He cared for me but couldn't resurrect
the love that made my life complete. I'm left
to sit alone at night, weep, and reflect.
 
Love can't be forced to stay or to return.
With its demise, someone is left to grieve   
and reminisce about those days when love
seemed like a blessing that could never leave.


January 16, 2018, entered in Brian Strand's Mid-January 2018 
Premiere Contest
Contest


entered in John Hamilton's Lost Love 2017 Contest on July 30, 2017

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Anil Deo May 3, 2017 at 8:04 PM You are a winner, and I hope you win this contest, too. Shalom and a SEVEN. Deo Janice Canerdy May 3, 2017 at 10:00 PM Anil, thank you for being so encouraging! Janice

Emile Pinet May 3, 2017 at 2:35 PM Your word choices are clever, interesting, descriptive, and imaginative. Emile. Janice Canerdy May 3, 2017 at 3:40 PM Wow! Thanks SO much, Emile. Janice

White Wolf May 3, 2017 at 8:20 AM A great entry for the contest, Janice! Love can be fickle! All the best to you. Janice Canerdy May 3, 2017 at 8:27 AM Thanks so much, White Wolf. Janice