(3) One Of These Days Comments

How come You look for me and pass the weary night with me, the knock, the voice, the gentle breeze, the bleeding heart, my misery and then still the fail to be the man, the broken dreams. what a sweet way of writing..really impressive and cut to cut words with meaningful thoughts.. really a good poem with a great and meaningful question..and the reply may relate to reality..and what you seek here is a wonderful reply..well done luis gil my friend

A small gem of a poem. A poignant image, skillfully sustained. Warmest regards, Sandra

wonderful and great words and exprions Good Luck