A Lost Love

In the dullness of the wintry morning, lonely and bewildered

Meandering through the thick fog, with thoughts astray

Yet persistent to make her presence felt, pointedly until it pricks.

I try to reason why, but all in vain

She is in intense pain, deeply hurt

For the love and care I could not give, but want to, now.

The circumstances were such, my grind took over

Alone she was, from dawn to dusk

Left to saddle it all alone.

Now I can, I really can; and want to, too

Is it too late, I ask myself, will I be wronged?

In giving her that love, and to softly take her a fold into my arms.

I yearn so much to make it happen, I try to tell her in many ways

I cannot mend the years gone by

Only ask for forgiveness and another chance.

Is there any ray of hope in sight?

O guiding light, turn the winter dullness into a radiant spring glow

I love her profoundly and I want her back.