The Window
He stood at the window and told me to stay strong
He stood at the window and told me he was sorry and he loved me
He stood at the window and said he would see me soon
that it was okay to cry
and that I would be fine
He moved away from the window and I was left alone
He moved away from the window and took my heart with it
He moved away from the window and didn't look back
The man I looked up to
The father and head of my house hold
gone
8 years later
He never came back to the window.
This poem is about:
Me
My family