I've given you the morning of my day
And every dream of every night I've had,
The February gloom an light of may,
And all the poems drifting in my head.
I've given love for ignorance and blame
And all the pain you brought was paid with awe.
I staked my past and future on your name
And now you take my dignity and go.
You'll come again and I will have to pay,
But I have paid my debt and now I'm through.
I've given you the morning of my day.
So, tell me please, what else I owe to you?
You might want to take a look at a few areas *wink* I love all the thoughts here. Your poem flowed very easily and the rhyme was perfect. Remember, sometimes we can only give so much. Only you can decide when enough is enough. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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Be always safe,
Karen
You might want to take a look at a few areas *wink* I love all the thoughts here. Your poem flowed very easily and the rhyme was perfect. Remember, sometimes we can only give so much. Only you can decide when enough is enough. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.