Do you remember the good old days
when we danced in the rain
when we melted in the sun
when we held each other in the cold of the winter nights
Do you remember when we kissed
the fire, the passion
the way i held you so close
do you remember?
Each night i do
i sleep thinking and remembering
the nights we were together
when it was just you and i
Before complications walked in uninvited
before you left me here unwed in bed
though you promised the whitest day
to remember us to be together forever
Do you remember the promises you made
Do you remember the love we had
Do you remember your last promise to me
to hold and cherish to the end of time
Do you remember?
A contest entry
- Welcome to My Word...Won't you come on in 2 by RuthKephart.
600 points, ended December 18, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what ya think?
Comments
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This is really good! It almost made me cry, I truly feel tears beeding up! The last lines are so tender and sad that, well, I feel like this is one of the best poems I have ever read!!!
WOW,
Vivien
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How hard it is to be the one left behind no matter what the circumstances are. I think it is everyones desire in life to be remembered...why else do we poets write?
I love the use of "though you promised the whitest day" to signify a wedding. Good use of the word prompt here. Thank you for the entry and best wishes in the contest
Ruth
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This is such a beautiful poem you have here. Remembering moments together in love is such a very beautiful thing to do the passion and cadlelight the little moments that bring together a world of your own. This was beautiful. I loved it. God bless and best wishes to you in the contest. You are indeed very talented and I look forward to reading atleast 1,000+ more of your poems
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you need an editor for the minor gramatical mistake, hun. but there's nothing huge i could suggest to make this better.
overall it is filled with longing, pain, wistfulness. i know this feeling all too well, and it seems that those we wish to remeber these things never do.
beautifully penned, keep em coming.
Abby
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