Poetry By Chuck



We just never know

When life deals us a heavy blow

And our time here is without cheer

When the sun refuses to shine

in our hearts, full time.


As the days pass in seemingly endless procession

and the time passes in lonely reflection.

Full of regrets and broken promises.


Our time can be only endured.


Time doesn't heal

a broken heart.

Nor does it feel

the pain when apart.


But, time passes anyway

uncaring of the reasons we cry.

Reflections with pain

memories without gain

mimic only nightmares.


Better is the fondness

generated in love.


Remember those tender thoughts

which filled your hearts.

Remember those endless

moments of quality time

and cherish them



Author notes

Written December 18th, 2005




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