Til the last drop!

Til the last drop!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Til the last drop!
In a glass drowning,
the love on my falling
you poured;
when you left, the glass
was empty, dry.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Gives new meaning to " last call " doesn't it ?
On the other hand... love lost leaves that empty glass. but does still leave the glass...

bill


Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

It does indeed Bill, thank you for your words
The worst situation is the half empty-half full... when it's finally empty... well moving on has its own rewards!
Nice poem!

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thats a good point Terry. positive too! Thank you.
Yes, those loves always leave the glass empty when they leave, don't they?

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

lol Sometimes the glass is missing! Thanks Lorry

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Added on January 21, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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