Those Seven Summers Without You

So many ways I had tried
All had been in vain
So many tears had come and dried
None had eased my pain
Those seven summers without you
I was left to rue

The winters were cruel and cold
Falls were all the same
When the springs grew old
I only called your name
Those seven summers without you
No one came to my rescue

The signs were all clear
I should have foreseen
Whenever I came near
You weren’t very keen
Those seven summers without you
All hell has come through

I kept myself so quiet
I didn’t make a sound
Like the darkest silent night
That always came around
Those seven summers without you
There was nobody to talk to

You left without a warnin’
It completely shook me
You were gone. I was broken
It completely took me
Those seven summers without you
To finally forget you

35 thoughts on “Those Seven Summers Without You

  1. Frank, I love your poem and find it softly musical.
    The refrain, ‘ the seven summers without you’.
    So easily flows your words of these years of overcoming.
    Seven is a good number to choose.
    miriam

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