Poetry

The Love We Had

Poem Inspired from the prompt dewdrop

Bob Jasper
Literary Impulse
Published in
2 min readApr 27, 2021

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Photo by Ganapathy Kumar on Unsplash

My tears fall like dewdrops
On the grass below my feet.
Such was the love we had
In those days now long ago.

They say grief is the price we pay for love,
And the greater love produces greater grief.
Some days I cannot bear it, and yet your love seeps through
As tears stream down my cheeks and form a heavy dew.

Despite the sadness in my heart
I feel a warmth within
Stirred by memories
Of the love we had.

The sparkle of the morning dew
The gleaming of your eyes
The smile upon your face
All radiant in the sun.

But now, Alas, those days are done
When we walked through the meadows, hand-in-hand.
Now having passed through the darkest days
I stand here all alone.

You are up there somewhere waiting
I hope to join you soon
Then we will re-ignite the love we had
And wish upon the moon.

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Bob Jasper
Literary Impulse

My Muse is in hiding, but we cross paths from time to time. I think I gave the old guy too much grief. Maybe he quit without notice.