What If Land Poem by Elle Smith

What if Land



Here I am

at seventy-two,

lonely realizing

that I miss you.

Time flies fast

when you

are young

in a flash

your life is over

and done.

By accident

I met you

one day.

At last no longer,

I needed to pray.

My soul was filled

with pure delight,

before too long

you were my wife.

You loved me

like breathing

fresh air.

With each gasp

to breathe,

I was there.

We had

those struggles

like you do,

but never a day

did you seem blue.

Each challenge

was tackled,

like riding

a roaring wave.

We had sunshine,

yet.. there was rain,

I never perceived

you in such pain.

Remembering

some wonderful times,

your loss is enormous

I cannot deny.

‘What if'

I had not

seized that chance

thirty seconds

to convince you

to dance.

You said ‘WHY not! ! '

without a second thought

as wholeheartedly

in to me

you bought.

I learned a lesson

with others

I want to share,

What if land

is filled

with many

a tear.



By Elle Smith © Copyright 2017