heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Time Undone
I've been alive for 28 years now, And my owner has always been very good to me. Making sure my hands have always kept moving, And my tick has always tocked. I've sat on her wall since she was gifted to me On her 50th birthday by her older sister Sharlene. The first time she saw me, She said I was the most beautiful of clocks she had ever seen. Hand painted with pink and blue roses And a beautiful shine. She hugged me in her arms And for the first time I felt the warmth Of loves touch. Like clockwork, the first day of every third month, She'd take me down off the wall and replace my batteries. Didn't matter if I needed new ones or not She always made sure I was alive and well. ... So if I'm being honest I'm a little concerned, Because it's now the second day of the third month, and my owner is nowhere to be found. ... It's been about a week now I finally understand, My owner went to bed peacefully And never woke again. Her younger sister is packing me away, neatly in a box. They packed me with a picture of her, So at least I'm not alone.
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
