Oh, what I'd give,
To hear your voice
One last time,
To hear you laugh
Once again.
Oh, what I'd give,
To see you now
A final time,
To see you smile
That rare smile.
Oh, what I'd give,
for one last chance
to make you happy,
Or a chance to
say I'm sorry.
To hear your voice
One last time,
To hear you laugh
Once again.
Oh, what I'd give,
To see you now
A final time,
To see you smile
That rare smile.
Oh, what I'd give,
for one last chance
to make you happy,
Or a chance to
say I'm sorry.
I love this poem, I feel it on a really personal level.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I figured :P Sorry
DeleteYou're going to make me cry with all these poems. This one is beautiful, again. I don't know how you do it.
DeleteHere's what I told Marysa: "Keep your grief and pain buried for several years, suffer from a traumatic event, and then have nightmares reawaken your greatest fears, and you tend to get enough raw emotion to make good poems :P"
DeleteBut thanks, I appreciate it; I'm not sure I'm as good as you claim, but the compliments are fun :D
This is so beautiful! It applies to my books so well! It is so mournful and... well... beautiful! This is another one of my favorite Mark Swift poem!
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