Thread: Days

Time goes slow,
Days go by,
All in which,
I wonder why,

Why I feel the way I do,
Why it hurts not to be with you,

I cross off days,
I look at the moon,
And I think to myself,
He'll be home soon.

Hi there,

This is a good little poem, with a really nice sentiment.

Love,

Firebird

It is a nice little poem, short and sweet. The last stanza is my favorite.

Thank you both for your comments I'm glad you liked it!