The Note

She is here, she is gone

The Note

I was trying desperately to get home

it was a Friday evening and traffic was bad

I had picked up some brochures about Rome

I was hoping my love Pearl would be so glad

I was frantic becuase I never knew for sure

just exactly what my golden haired doll would do

she popped in unexpectedly two days ago at my door

her thoughts changed quickly though this I knew

she could disappear just as fast as she came

and my heart would weep whenever she went away

but it was her way there was no point to blame

her love so special I gladly accepted day by day

I arrived in a panic and rushed thinking oh brother

she had not answered my half dozen calls

brochures in one hand a dozen sunflowers in the other

calling her name out loud echoing in the empty halls

on the mantle was a message a scented pink note

please forgive me my darling but I just had to go

I love you more than anything were the words she wrote

please do not give up on me I will love you forever you know

David Nelson ....

Reviews

[Daytonight]

Awwwww! So very beautiful! Great write! Keep on penning!

[?]

Well Mr. David Nelson
You have done it again. You have made me smile and cry while reading one poem. lol
This is nicely written, and from your heart. Seems you must know this lady quite well. She must be blonde, for her thoughts to change so quickly. lol I am extremly fond of that last line.

[Tasha]

This was wonderful. Great write.
♥ Ta'Shandra