The sun tearfully sets in the horizon
The moon cries in the lonely night
The world pines over your departure
I stand at your grave, eyes full of tears
Feeling broken hearted and forsaken
If only you’d given life another chance
Bob Boyd
My Archived Poetry Blog With 3,750 poems
The sun tearfully sets in the horizon
The moon cries in the lonely night
The world pines over your departure
I stand at your grave, eyes full of tears
Feeling broken hearted and forsaken
If only you’d given life another chance
Bob Boyd