I’ll Try AGain Later
Like two ships passing
in the night
You were there…
I was not
We tried so hard
to make things right…
to make things work…
two ships
We kept missing
one another
I was always late…
my job interfering
keeping me confined
Your time was limited
but, never compatible
with mine
Always…
the story of my
Life
Two ships passing
in the night
The right person
at the
wrong time
Me…
Always
To Late
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always, I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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