Like a baby unable to speak,
Helplessly crying for what it needs,
So I cry for a harvest not granted,
I cry for the unplanted seeds
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Very poignant and revealing, love is a gentle breeze that sometimes touches our hearts, but does not remain. Other times just eluding us through many years of hope and desire. Hopefully love will find your heart and bring much joy into your future. A really great poem, I loved it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Fate was so bold and unfair Yet my chest hugs a fine heart In love it hasn't got its share Chore, time ticks are sharp dart.
So true and revealing.......