When I Dream of You
For what you had found so hard to speak
until you were forced to let me go.
For what you needed I could not give.
For the many years I didn’t know
that you once had wanted not to live.
For how I failed you when I was weak.
For all these things my heart breaks anew
and tears still flow when I dream of you.
©2017 Bill Hazelrig
This post can now also be found on my Poetry in Gray page.