Reaping And Weeping Poem by John Yaws

As I sit and gaze into the clouded mirror
Hanging in the recess of my mind.
I wish that I could see your image clearer-
Just a glimpse of love which I have left behind.

Oh, the vision, dear, is indistinct and hazy-
Perhaps because it's viewed through scalding tears,
And the people whom we knew all say I'm crazy,
But it seems the hurt grows deeper with the years.

Who gets the blame? I guess I'll have to take it-
I knew it could not work right from the start.
In spite of love, I knew we'd never make it-
That more than miles were keeping us apart.

I just wanted you to know one thing for certain-
In the pain and loneliness, you aren't alone.
I too, at night, lie in the darkness hurtin'
But I guess we're only reaping what we've sown.