THE FACE OF MY LOVE
Staring at the ceiling
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I stare at the ceiling,
But it’s too dark to see.
The night passes slowly –
He’s not here with me.
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I hear the clock ticking
In time with my heart –
These are my nights,
Since we’ve been apart.
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The face of my love
Is always in sight,
Especially during
Each lonely night.
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I stare at the ceiling,
So dark up above –
All I can see
Is the face of my love.
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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Comments (5)
I liked the last stanza.
This is beautiful and sad. It's very human. 🌹🌹🌹
So beautiful and yet so sad.
Damn
This poem cuts to the soul. The yearning is there and the complete feeling of longing for a lover takes root in the mind. I will share.