My world for you is but a dream
An ocean wave
A mountain stream
My world for you can never be
While waters flow in to the sea
My love for you as it may seem
Is morning dew
And river’s gleam
My love for you for all to see
Like rain drops falling from a tree
I hold my love for you so fine
As moistures lay upon the vine
I hold my love for you so dear
While memories form a loving tear
As you sail within my hopeful dreams
I hold my love for you, it seems.
Allan Hayward-Smith
Copyright 2003
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It is almost bittersweet, but it is sweet. I quite like your similes. It's a delightful poem, in spite of the sorrow.
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