Your Last Letter

How good could it have been?

Just imagine

There is me

There are you

Back of a horse

And one hell of a view

Neighs and crashes

And you smile askew

There is nothing more in the world

I could want

But just a few more moments

In the light drizzle

With you

Then your hair flew back

The ends poked my cheeks

And shut my vision

Oh! It got wry

So, I open my eye

And now when I see the world

It is so dry

There is a photo of us on the wall

And here sits a man

Who couldn’t stop but cry

Funny how things change

It gets all bitter

Wet with the tears

Your last letter…


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