You might look in the mirror and see wrinkles,
an old woman where once a young one stood.
To me you’re still beautiful, as desirable as ever.
Pity we’re not together.
Bob Boyd
Writing free verse poetry
You might look in the mirror and see wrinkles,
an old woman where once a young one stood.
To me you’re still beautiful, as desirable as ever.
Pity we’re not together.
Bob Boyd
I once heard a saying
The saddest words
there ever were are
it might have been.
You don’t know this
but that is us.
Just because
you’ve been hurt
you let the love of
our lives pass by.
What could have been
What should have been.
Bob Boyd