You woke with a tear that rolled down your cheek, <br />As I opened my eyes, I just caught a peek <br />of you trying to cover it, not wanting to show <br />your sadness at parting. I know; I know. <br />And we talked and we hugged and we smiled at the day, <br />wanting to hold on; wanting to play, <br />but no time, for again, fate has taken a hand, <br />set you to work as I leave this hot land <br />to generate money that both of us need, <br />to start our new life; to plant our new seed. <br />As you bathed in warm water and we talked in the morn <br />I sensed your mood; your feeling forlorn, <br />but sadness is not what either should feel, <br />the happiness shared, and our love being sealed. <br />Those are the feelings that keep us in touch, <br />that and the fact that I love you so much. <br />As I write these few words so inadequate too, <br />my mind and my heart are focussed on you <br />somewhere in Africa, driving alone, <br />perhaps feeling sad, watching your phone, <br />hoping for a message or maybe a word, <br />both you shall have, and when you have heard, <br />how my heart and my soul are affected by you, <br />perhaps you’ll feel happy and forget to feel blue. <br />I love you. I love you. Again you shall hear <br />I love you; I’ll say it again until it is seared <br />into your mind, your soul and your heart, <br />and that way you see, we’re never apart. <br />The time will pass, perhaps slowly at first, <br />just remember first absence, and what from it was burst. <br />Keep safe for me darling. Keep well and take care <br />Til I return, very soon, to love you and share.<br /><br />Frank Ian Bowen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/parting-s-so-hard/
