Barbara Gorelick Poet Quatrain

I Was Wrong

I was wrong to think that roses would last forever
You brought them to me that day so long ago
My heart was captured by your boyish smile
You were not yet a man and that I didn't know

We made promises and our hearts were glad
But you were gone when life began to show its face
Now I'm left with only those dry and brittle roses
And memories of that time that I can not erase

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Carrie Richards October 13, 2013 at 12:23 PM How little we knew.....with age comes a better understanding of human nature.....if only we could have both youth and wisdom at the same time! :)

Dr.Ram Mehta October 13, 2013 at 9:41 AM Very sad but appealing expressions on lost love, Barbara

Andrea Dietrich October 13, 2013 at 9:05 AM Many of us are wrong then, Barbara. this happens to so many of us!! I enjoyed this.

Monterey Sirak October 13, 2013 at 8:10 AM Lovely! Soft with haunting images of an innocent doomed love.

Jake Ponce October 12, 2013 at 11:10 PM I wish the wound that that boy cut open in you would eventually heal. Many of us have experienced this and I can relate to the searing pain that persists even during the most mirthful times. Great conversion of that energy into poetry. :)