I promised to write her a letter today
But one thing or another got in the way
Now it's tomorrow, I still haven't wrote
But she'll understand, or at least so I hope
Then Wednesday rolls around and I breath a deep sigh
As I sit down to write, but alas, the pen is quite dry
And before I can fix it, some company came
And lo and behold! Its now Thursday again.
Now I firmly resolve that before the day's through
I"ll write her a letter, I might even write two!
So with pen poised in hand, I start in once more
When out of the silence comes a knock on the door.
Now you will never believe how the days can go by
When you want to do something, how quickly time flies
Now the weeks nearly up and I've not written a thing
But I must not give up, so I will try once again.
Come Sunday, come Monday, now the week has gone past
But believe it or not friends I am writing at last.
But the words that I write are not the same as before
For I'm writing to heaven where she waits at the door
So wont you please write her that letter today
You may live to regret it if you should delay.
You may think there's no hurry but believe me you're wrong
For I'm one of those people who waited... too long.
But one thing or another got in the way
Now it's tomorrow, I still haven't wrote
But she'll understand, or at least so I hope
Then Wednesday rolls around and I breath a deep sigh
As I sit down to write, but alas, the pen is quite dry
And before I can fix it, some company came
And lo and behold! Its now Thursday again.
Now I firmly resolve that before the day's through
I"ll write her a letter, I might even write two!
So with pen poised in hand, I start in once more
When out of the silence comes a knock on the door.
Now you will never believe how the days can go by
When you want to do something, how quickly time flies
Now the weeks nearly up and I've not written a thing
But I must not give up, so I will try once again.
Come Sunday, come Monday, now the week has gone past
But believe it or not friends I am writing at last.
But the words that I write are not the same as before
For I'm writing to heaven where she waits at the door
So wont you please write her that letter today
You may live to regret it if you should delay.
You may think there's no hurry but believe me you're wrong
For I'm one of those people who waited... too long.
Author notes
Dennis/DennisP1 re: The Lost Letter
Motivated by an entry by Paloszoo
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4586499
A contest entry
- Step right in by Legend.
2800 points, ended September 27, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Just loved this one. I could feel the regret. In not writing the letter. Very creative write. Loved the imagery. Great write.


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Very pretty, nice rhyme and good imagery to your prompt. Best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela


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well done
Another fine write for you best of luck, Boog

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Very nicely done
The rhyme and content flow well. I wish you the best in the contest.
Jim

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Very well done. A lesson in regret, penned with style and grace.
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Often in life we leave too much for tomorrow
We leave ourself as less important or the one who deserves to be first we think they can wait. In this life there is no priority even in themself and they end up loosing or their mate does....mac
If you never come first just once in someones life before marriage you will be smart to move on. taking trades as to who is each time is good, never the same one everytime. Sounds good hurts bad.
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okay
I liked this poem in general. It had a good idea in it and it all came together nicely. The only thing that i don't like about it, is that it doesn't seem to portray emotion very well. Sure we can all relate to thinking we had all the time in the world and then 'O Contrair!' quite the opposite. But when I think about the poem,and not the feelings I associate with the words in this poem, I don't see the actual emotion in the poem. The poem doesn't sound sad, it sounds disappointed. Maybe,that's just me. but all in all good poem. -
We all tend to wait to long, my sister in law waited to long to go see her dad this weekend and he died. We must make the time to tell the ones we love how much they mean to us


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Really like this one! Great rhyme scheme, and excellent message! Well done.


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It is oh so easy to put off that which need to be done we always think we have the time.Sadly as this poem shows all we are left with is the regret of now doing so A wonderful addition to this contest Good luck


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Wonderful
This is truly a piece of art. In the genre' of the poems of my childhood, with it's meter. Good poem!

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How touching. What a sad twist at the end. Very moving, and a definite reminder to all that every moment is precious. Words not spoken are words lost forever. Thank you, Dennis. -
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Why thank you..Blushes
You are such a great muse .. Words not spoken...hmmm
http://allpoetry.com/poem/522059 (Words Unspoken)
It needs a little work. I wrote it...wow! Four years ago?
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