Such A Little Love

They called you the little love.

They called you the beautiful morning dove.

Now what should I call you that would make you happy?

Maybe beauty divine?

No, little love, for it's all too short to tell.

You came this way.

Then went away and so did my heart.

Little love you played the part.

You did so well at that.

Maybe that's why they call you little love.

For you went away.

Is it because you stayed for the moment and left the next day?

Reviews

[Nameless]

Sad poem. Can sense the stress in it. gj.