(c) 2018 Edward York


The day had passed by quickly,

But slowed into a crawl.

The sun said a last goodnight,

Casting shadows on the wall.


The night time passed by slowly.

It was finally time for bed.

It had become the worst time of all,

The time I had learned to dread.


I could no longer reach to touch you,

Darkness replaced your smile.

Silence replaced your laughter,

That entertained me for a while.


Memories are all that still remain,

I still visualize your face.

It is never really gone,

Because I see it everyplace.


Now things are getting better,

And I seldom ever cry.

And now I only miss you,

On days that end in "Y".


  • Laura


    A beautifully written poem!
    So difficult living without the one you’ve loved! Memories will keep that love alive on all the “days that end in ‘Y’.”


    • lasergraph

      At my age you become an encyclopedia of memories.

    • ella

      wow, this really is beautifully written!

    • orchidee

      A sensitive write laser.
      If not so sad a theme, I might say: If days were called Monda, Tuesda, etc, you might not miss them at all. (I wish I would shut up. lol).

      • lasergraph

        I get in touch with my sensitive side once in a while.

      • Crystal Hope

        I really liked the last line. Really makes you think. A fantastic piece.

        • lasergraph

          Thank you, much appreciated.

        • Goldfinch60

          Very good emotive write Edward.

        • Unsub


          emotional journey of memories,

          sublime poetry my friend,

          Unsub (aka Hood)

          • lasergraph

            Thank you, much appreciated.

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