Lost Love Poem ~ One Quiet Night
by Maria H


rain drops falling on a hot tin roof
puddles forming in the soft cool mud
i\'ve been thinking about today\'s ventures
and how you stopped in my tracks
like a train i\'ve been rolling full steam ahead
but tonight i just lay back in bed
thinking of calling
thinking of you
something i swore to myself i would never do
but yes today you stopped me dead
tripped me off my feet
through an anvil on my head
when you said that the rumour was true
all that stood still in my life immediately fell through
so on this one quiet night
i think of my loneliness
my pathetic plight
of shy child and stage fright
and i listen to the rain drops on the hot tin roof
as they wash away all the faults i saw in you
like ice in the heat
the weak melts away and the strong withstands it all
but now your gone
all gone
like them all.



Written by Maria H
copyright ©2007 Maria H