Larry Bradfield Poet Quatrain

It Was Winter

It was Winter when she left him
The North wind howled out on the plain
This was never what it should be
And Spring may never come again

She took a Greyhound bus back East
The West just never fit her style
He loved her still, he had no doubt,
But loneliness had killed her smile

She missed the noise of the city
A lullaby for her to sleep
In the country lies the silence
A bargain made she couldn't keep

It was Winter when she left him
And he had never loved since then
Forty years have come and gone now
And Springtime never came again

5/25/2017

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Hannah Borke May 29, 2017 at 9:01 PM You are talented, so I did a follow so I could read more. But that doesn't obligate you to do it back. I'm not meant to write poems and will seldom produce, so know that if you need to unfollow, I won't be sensitive.

Curtis Johnson May 29, 2017 at 4:19 PM I like this poem, Larry. 40 years is a long time. It sure is a sad one, my friend. Good write; good flow. Blessings.

Janice Canerdy May 27, 2017 at 9:30 AM Oh, this is so SAD--and so well-written, Larry! Congrats on your win. Janice Larry Bradfield May 27, 2017 at 9:36 AM Thank you, Janice!!