I am not the sun
Nor am I the moon
Perhaps
I can just be a lighthouse
On some storm tossed shore
Guiding a seeking ship
Into safe haven.
You tell me I can trust you
but save your breath,
because the two things I can trust now
are belief in myself and death.
A pandemic
one can deal with –
All heartbreaks
are quite chaotic!
If only
washing hands
helped –
The Lady
wouldn’t turn psychotic.
Come back to me when it’s the end of the year,
When we can set aside the past,
When Christmas trees mean something,
When disillusionment doesn’t last;
Come back to me, when you learn what I gave,
When I understand where I went wrong,
When life’s capable of dealing with love,
When there won’t be sadness in every song.
Come back to me, when tears have had their fill,
When sadness will give up for a change,
When winter won’t really seem so cold,
When hope doesnt feel so very strange.
Come back to me, when you realise what you did,
When all has been done and said,
When we still can, while we still can,
Know that love is not dead.
Hearts Still Care 
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