Party Over

It's Late and the music has stopped. All careless words have been spoken. Hearts exchanged and dreams drawn on the hearts memo pad. We both knew it would be a challenge but it's sad. Vows are not meant to be broken but kept. One should count the cost before the loss. Broken commitments and resentments only leave parting bitter. The music has stopped, the party is over its late. I hate to say good-bye like reading an old romantic hallmark card. Hard to see you go after years of holding you. Hide my sorrow till you walk through the door shutting it and I am left here in the silence. This poem can be viewed with music and art at lady Peg's Poetry Site. http://www.ladypegpoetry.com/partyover.html