Metered Poetry

I Left My Hope Back Then

I used to have a dream of We
With me perched like a bluebird
Upon your knee
While you read to me
And sang me poetry

I had so much hope back then.

Though our starlight burned
Ever so bright, and I was pulled
Into you, drawn to your light
We never could quite intertwine

I held onto hope back then.

In glances I recall your shine
Before I lament the hand that
Could not hold mine

And I sigh

And sigh

And sigh

And repine

I left my hope back then.

2 comments on “I Left My Hope Back Then

  1. ♥️


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: