Winters Coming

John_Bingham

Winters coming dear,

It’s getting could outside.

We’ll turn the heating up

and sit and hide.

 

From the frost my dear,

I’ll keep you warm.

We can watch the crystals,

as the form.

 

On the window dear,

just you and I.

I hope you’re comfy,

Why did you die?

 

Just one question dear,

I just don’t know.

Sat in your chair,

where did you go?

 

Don’t you worry dear,

we’re safe together.

I got you something,

you’re my forever.

 

You’ll have to wait though dear,

For Christmas day.

It’s a surprise,

It’s tucked away.

 

Pick your head up dear,

its drooping down. 

Please try and smile,

don’t wear that frown.

 

Why won’t you talk dear?

Why you sleeping?

Have I upset you?

Your wounds are weeping.

 

I’m very sorry dear,

You don’t feel great?

I’ll carry you to bed,

and then I’ll wait.

 

For you to wake my dear,

when that may be.

I feel so lonely,

When you’re not with me.

 

I’ll sit in the chair my dear,

You rest your eyes,

I know you haven’t left me,

Love never dies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: John_Bingham (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 18th, 2023 05:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes it can be to difficult to let those you love go. The hole created by the loss of a loved one has the mass of a thousand stars.
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