|The Weight of November
Author: Leuke PM
A poem I wrote a few days ago...my third month poem...this is turning into an interesting pattern.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 141 - Published: 11-14-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2276574
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It's winter now, the leaves have fallen,
Just a few remain, clinging stubborn.
A season passed, two, a dozen,
Life moving at new pace,
And still I never found the words.
I never found the words to say I love you.
But in winter it's true,
My heart grows colder.
It's winter now, the leaves have fallen
I remain the same, clinging stubborn.
You moved past, moving at a new pace,
And I never found the words.
I don't know how to change,
Not on my own, without you.
It's been said before, by me, by you,
My heart's born of stone, solid rock.
I need a new pace, but still I'm so stubborn.
Help me find the words to sing a new verse.
Help me find the words to say I love you.