As I miss my love dear
Falls down a tear.
Through which eyes say,
'When'll come that day
In smiles we'll glide
She'll be on our side'
But to them I lie,
'Before we die
Will come a day
She'll come our way.'
But I fear
She'll never hear
What my eyes say
To me every day
And I also fear
She'll never come near
And all life will stay
From me far away
But to keep breathing
I keep lying
'She'll come, ' to myself I say
Though I fear will never come that day
so lovely is this poem,for it speaks of the heart and the words do sing.Nice write:}