A secret Love

by PETER EDWARDS   Dec 16, 2015

A secret Love...

Blank empty Post cards that can never be written
Flowers and gifts that can never be given
A million excuses, we've had to find
So all the real reasons, won't 'blow their mind'
Our minutes together all have to be planned
Or else we'll be finished, and all our lives damned
All I can give is my Heart that's so true
And a promise my Love, I'll never, leave you...


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  • 6 years ago

    by Em

    Well written but this is sp sad that you have a love you can't show

  • 6 years ago

    by Cindy

    This is in the Love category yet it is so sad....to have a love that you have to hide and sneek to see brought tears to my eyes. The poem is very well crafted the rhyme and flow are spot on...Great job!
    Take care

  • 6 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Thank you for sharing. Enjoyed reading.

  • 6 years ago

    by Ingrid de Klerck

    You posted two at once, that is a first.
    For a moment I thought Mrs Edwards was having competition of kinds, but in the comments I saw it was about a third party.
    What to say about the content? Everything goes, or so it seems these days.

  • 6 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    ...you are so right. Unless we make time, how can we take it?

    Thank you for taking the time to write this and for sharing it here for me and others to read.

    Take care,