I Read Your Poem
I read your poem.
Your imagery of love lost
I want to praise your words
And console your hurt
At the same time.
Not to pity
But to share
That loss that we know
All to well
That deep indescribable hurt
As the heavy heart
Slows the saddened soul
No, this is not the time
To share sorrows burden
It's best left in words.
Hidden on a page
Maybe we'll meet some day
In a happier time.