A poem i wrote :)

Gone

I yearn to see the one

I watch all night to see her

This girl has a grip on me

I travel far and wide here and there

I travel the same road

She has treaded here before

I can not bare to lose her

And yet I have for I’m searching

I was too late for she has gone

I’m alone with my self mourning her loss

Her tale is done and I mourn

For I have lost her I have lost her

And yet she has left something beautiful in her wake

A gift at last I can hold, a sweet lovely child that is mine to behold