Find your next favourite story now
Login

G
Teardrops In The Champagne

"My entry in Andy an my poem/rhyme challenge."

0
0 Comments 0
983 Views 983
109 words 109 words
Teardrops In TheChampagne

Our place that we first met,

Has closed and is no more.

I enter what is left of it,

Stepping through its shattered door.

As I gaze upon the dust covered tables,

And the paint peeling off the walls.

I remember the day you proposed to me,

And other memories that recalls.

Now here I stand in the darkened gloom;

I know not what to do.

Those feelings of sorrow within this old heart,

My love, I so miss you.

Out of a window, I look and gaze,

To watch the pouring rain.

I lift a glass in my wrinkled hand

Sending teardrops in the Champagne.

Published 
Written by Pirate
Loved the story?
Show your appreciation by tipping the author!

Get Free access to these great features

  • Create your own custom Profile
  • Share your imaginative stories with the community
  • Curate your own reading list and follow authors
  • Enter exclusive competitions
  • Chat with like minded people
  • Tip your favourite authors