NaPoWriMo day nineteen and here’s poem number nineteen. It’s called Water Song
I cried a river
Seems a strange thing to say
But when I left you tonight
I cried a small pond.
Your mind went on a journey some time ago
But the rest of you refused to follow.
Tonight it came back for a visit
And your clarity overwhelmed me
When you finally leave
And all hope is gone
I’m sure I’ll sob an ocean
But perhaps in time
It will reduce to