Next We Meet

Dakotah Lavender

I cut my hair, an extension of sorrow I rid.

I loved you so, why'd you have to go?

Selfish of me leaving, not a farewell did I bid.

How can I forgive myself, I do not know.


Unable to tell you how I loved you before..

I'm sorry, I love you, I admit my defeat.

Then listen to your stories as I did once more.

Hopeful for your forgiveness next we meet.

  • Author: Dakotah Lavender (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2017 16:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: To my great grandmother Shirley, may peace be with you.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 36
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