Poem2024-07-25T09:32:52+00:00

Hunger

By: Robert Louis Arehart

Hot - is the hunger within my breast
Cold - is your temper to me
Warm - was the love you laid to rest
Gone - are the dreams I could see

Happy - was what I felt for so long
Sad - is this man, and so blue
Honest - and true was the theme of our song
Long - are my nights without you

Summer - is how I remember our past
Winter - is how it shall be
Eternal - the memories always last
Forgotten - your past love for me