A poem to my two friends: Tro and Nory

Two people on a smooth country lane,
Hand in hand they walk,
Nothing too great to cause them pain,
On and on they continue to talk.

One day they reach a vast river,
Seeing all the riches at the other side,
Welling up is the desire to cross over,
Yet the boat too small for two to ride.

So the man decides to go alone,
With so many promises to be kept alive,
Leaving the woman in tearful moan,
So grievedly yet strongly she has to srtive.

Each day she waits with a heavy heart,
Reminiscing haunting ghosts of memory,
But her love for him grows each day of them apart,
And she knows, "He always loves me!"



Written by Kong Vendy:-D