Summer Morning

Summer Morning

A Poem by chr66is
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An ode to someone special.

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I wonder what ran through your head

That early summer morning,

Did you speak out loud, or maybe sing,

Or smile in your mirror?

Who knew that you would disappear

That early summer morning?

 

I don’t remember what occurred

That early summer morning.

I know that I’m the only one

That didn’t hear the phone.

I’m sad that you were all alone

That early summer morning.

 

No one explained a thing to me

That early summer morning.

I understood that you had gone,

And left without much joy.

Were you off to meet your little boy

That early summer morning?

 

I pray you found some peace at last

That early summer morning.

I was too young to understand

How hard your life had been,

I’ve never thought it was a sin,

That early summer morning.

 

Ten years had passed before I reached

My early summer morning.

When life became too much to bear

I could have walked away,

I’ll never know what made me stay

My early summer morning.

 

I hope we get to meet again

Some early summer morning

I’ve learned so much I’d love to share,

But never got the chance,

We’ll have a different circumstance

Some early summer morning.

-CV

© 2008 chr66is


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That was a very eerie poem, but beautiful written and read nonetheless. I really liked the lonely tone of the narrator; despite it referring to a summer morning, it reminded an autumn afternoon. lol That's just my mind, I guess. :) Anyways, this was a very excellent poem. In my opinion, it was nice and neat. ^^

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chr66is
chr66is

St. Louis, MO



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39 year-old social worker, writer, musician, and visual artist. My interests include accessing the collective unconscious as often as possible, sobriety, poetry, yoga, indoor climbing, tattoos, readi.. more..

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