Day 446: Sad Music

Roger Mc Gough, being serious here for a change. 



Sad Music - Roger McGough

We fall to the earth like leaves
Lives as brief as footprints in snow
No words express the grief we feel
I feel I cannot let her go.

For she is everywhere.
Walking on the windswept beach
Talking in the sunlit square.
Next to me in the car
I see her sitting there.

At night she dreams me
and in the morning the sun does not rise.
My life is as thin as the wind
And I am done with counting the stars.

She is gone  she is gone.
I am her sad music, and I play on, and on, and on.