A Small Gesture

by J. P. Davies

Tomorrow lives without you;
but it need not be a sin
to wash lonesome hands upon my brow
and dance over my skin.

I will miss you ever on and on
til' the day when we recast,
a bond constructed long ago
our forever-fading fast.

If tomorrow wakes with gold inlaid
and wonders at this space;
know everything that summer stole,
the fall it will replace.


Author's Note: I'm thinking about you. I hope works going okay. Weekends without you are hard.

Posted on 10/02/2005
Copyright © 2022 J. P. Davies

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Trisha De Gracia on 10/03/05 at 08:14 AM

I will always love you, support you, be there for you. always. It's just easier done from here :). Thank you.

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