your angels sing about the day
you saw her for first time
tenderly said "i'm sorry, ma'am"
you've always been so shy.
and maybe you could never think
you met her in the bar
watch her tonight with her last drink
when she gets in old car.
the long black curls and pretty smile
it was your first true love
she was so honest and so kind
like it's at high school prom.
do you remember that one face?
you'd die like hero for?
or vintage lace on her that dress
you've never seen before?
the years have gone, you got a job
you became adult, though
but stuck in your mind only girl
and was there any more?
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul