A poem of hope and belief. For my girl. - 17th June 2016.

When the time comes.

You are all that I know to be true
and no matter the time I shall stand by you;
Look at me in that comforting way
and say the things I have always tried to say;
For when twilight will come to show its face
I'll say goodbye to my dying day.

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Written on 2016-06-17 at 20:50

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I would have liked it to be longer. Perhaps it is the subject matter that demands more information. Good though.

Lacking something. Wish there was more said in the pome. Like a car without tires