Little Peg is gone,
Silently I cry deep in my heart,
I call, and call, no one, not her,
My own special little friend, where are you?
Unusual, she is always the first to greet me,
Will she not more my treat to share?
I call and call, but not a beep, I worry,
Tears form in my eyes unnoticed, they well,
A spring broken, bubble up from my heart,
Silent the woods, no reply, her precious face,
Where are you sweet, where do you dwell?
Frantic how strange a feeling of despair,
No hope this moment, no one there,
Again I call and look around,
Nowhere little Peg be found,
Higher hold my hand, a treat to share,
Yesterday, I called you weren’t there again,
And again I made a special trip, for valentines,
Where are you my little sweetheart, where are you?
Oh, I seen the hawk the crows did chase,
In my heart her little face,
Come on out, I love you true ,
Sweet little peg, remember when you were tiny then,
Your first treat, your foot and wings was torn,
Please sweet if you there, only silence and pain,
Lovers walking past, embarrassed I wipe my tears,
I am silent now, all joy forgot, this silent morn.
©15/02/2009
Fee
A bittersweet poem that shows your colors.
Georg