As the last rays of sun stretch down to touch the earth and the final leaf falls from the tree I will still be here, waiting for you and all that it is worth
Let the darkness come and smother me with dread For I will soon know whether you will finally come or my fear will tear me to shreds
A lifetime spent in anticipation of this moment to arrive When love be requited and we are together at last so my heart will revive
If anything is worth it then we must work at it, or so I was taught. Work hard and you will live well. To love you must also work hard and sometimes it does not always bear fruit. How many of us have devoted months and years into failed relationships and marriage? We bend and twist ourselves inside out to conform to other’s desires and wishes only to realize that it was all for nothing.
This week’s prompt from D’Verse Poets asked us to include the the word Labour as it is Labour Day here in the US. My first thought was Shakespeare’s comedy, Love’s Labour’s Lost.
As the sun casts its long shadows and the eventual darkness threatens I wipe the tear from your face and hold you close to me Taking on your pain so you, my child, suffer no more Your wellbeing my utmost concern Protecting you from the bad dreams that will surely come this night
Yes, the demons are always there Unseen, invisible to the eye Lurking in the hidden crevices of your young mind Thriving on your fear But tonight they will not reach you It is fortuitous that I am here with you and I fear nothing
