More than Enough to Last

I found a poem the other day
By someone I knew well,
A lady of grace and beauty beyond
Anything my mind could tell.

We were all but friends out on the fringe
Between true love and something less,
She was a princess from another world 
And I, a pauper in distress.
 
She spoke like an angel from heaven 
And didn’t seem to care at all,
That I was a wayward traveler 
Hoping to be her bell at the ball.  

We played tug of war with our feelings
Both giving and taking them back, 
Always leaving my heart a ‘reeling  
While I wondered how she felt about that. 

But always did she answer 
In a circuitous kind of way,
While giving a coy and curious look 
As if wanting to dance and play.

Although delighted with our arrangement
Obligations spoiled the game,
As she was betrothed to another 
And I a mere flickering flame.  

As time ran out and she left me
A poem of pure beauty and class,
Saying “I’m sorry and always will love you”
And that’s more than enough to last. 

© Terrell Martin, 03/09/2025
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Tor Avatar
March 12, 2025 at 5:31 PM
Lovely poem to read my friend heartfelt piece of lost love. Enjoyed reading...
Goldsmith Avatar
March 12, 2025 at 11:48 AM
WOW!!! What a powerful write/story you have here. Great Ending and true for many. Have a wonderful day writing away...............
M  Avatar
March 10, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Terrell l just adore this poem and didn't want it to end!…l really connect with the way you write my friend. Love the title and the fact the last line is the title which sums up and ends the poem perfectly! Debx
Martin Avatar
March 10, 2025 at 5:46 PM
Why thank you, Deb. The mystical magic of synchronicity had a small part to play here. She lives in Egypt where we met, and I worked years ago but since moving back to the states had not heard from her in quite some time. Then we recently reconnected on Facebook and had a wonderful time reminiscing our "Good old days" together. A day or two later I was cleaning out and organizing old files and found the poem she had written which had been in hiding for a number of years. I couldn't believe it. First reconnecting with her personally and then finding that poem a day or two later brought a smile that I'm still wearing and feeling inside. So that's the story behind the poem and you're a blessing for having read it and sharing your kind approval of it. Thank you again and I enjoy your poetry as well. Now it's time for me to go visit you at "Your place." Cheers Dear Deb):
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