If Ever You Suggested It
You are as if...
Fresh morning dew,
I would come to miss...
If without you,
My eyes, head and arms...
Were unable to reach,
To greet the Sun rays dawning.
You are as if...
My happiness depends,
On your presence...
In my life.
And...
You would be right,
If ever you suggested it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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