A little poem

[Dave1981]

Heart pounding, I sat up too quickly

from lying on the floor, hardwood floor;

she'd stood, lent over me asking why I couldn't

see her, "Am I not important to you?" she said.

" You are", I'd mumbled, " but I don't know how

to show you."; the plink of another tear on

the varnished floorboards, dampness on my cheek.

"You are, but I don't know how to show you."

[chloe40]

Thank you Dave1981

Chloe

[grace111]

very thought provoking . my spelling is terrible thanks dave.xoxo

[mrsmummy]

Thank you for sharing this.

[Olderal]

I quite liked it Dave, but don't give up the day job. Even the greatest poets don't earn a lot.