Not Babies Anymore


Not Babies Anymore 


Words are like the

The whispering wind.

Tears like raindrops,

While fear ......?

only lasts a moment.

Knowing once

that you loved me.

Memories however


Like flowers colours.

Once they've bloomed.

Their petals fall

And scatter in the earth.


Giajl © Jim Love 


Extract from the diaries of "Jock Love A Soldier & A Poet : In Happier Times; "It's life Jim, but not as we know it ".

View giajl's Full Portfolio