It started with a lump in my throat
It finished with tears cascading down my face
This is your song
And the very thought of it
Reminds me of exactly just what you mean to me
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
It started with a lump in my throat
It finished with tears cascading down my face
This is your song
And the very thought of it
Reminds me of exactly just what you mean to me
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
Oh CB! What beautiful words I have woken up to!
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Thank you kindly
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This is just perfect! So emotional!!! Wow
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Thank you for your kindness
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Well deserved!!
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I really enjoy this poem, but the word “cascading” seems to be throwing me off. Without it, we keep the rhythm of the first line without losing the image of rolling tears.
Then again, maybe that’s the point: to disrupt the rhythm and divert attention.
Regardless, I really dig this. Keep on keepin’ on, friend.
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I think without the ‘cascading’ it doesn’t portray the hurt behind how the memory of her makes him feel. But thank you. Critique is good.
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Well said. Right on.
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