THE FORTUNES OF TIME
Forget you, how could I?
Does the sun fall from the sky?
Does the rain no longer pour,
On the wasteland of my heart?
Should the wind no longer blow,
Across the sea of my emotions?
Never, never,
For you are always with me,
With every sigh,
With every tear,
That falls and drowns
The sorrow of our parting,
Until, until,
Through the epochs of time,
We shall meet again,
To love once more.
…. From the novel, by K D Dowdall, “InHabited”
Copyright @ K D Dowdall, 2016
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