It was a cold December day and my love hadn't turned up.I'd had doubts in a dream about her the other night.The questions now surface about the reasons for her not being here.And now I voice them outloud to the harbour...
Anyone like to hear the questions of a distressed lover?.
Or want some cold December thoughts to go with the temperature?.
Perhaps you may be wondering what it is like to feel abandoned?.
Or you just want to hear what types of questions you could have of someone who isn't there?.
On this cold and bitter day
Did you leave me?
Did you forget me?
With the ground so hard beneath
Did you call me?
Did you resist me?
With the grey afternoon around
Did you love me?
Did you want me?
With the branches now nearly bare
Did you cry for me?
Did I break your heart?
With Christmas snow soon coming
Did you kiss me?
Did you hold me?
Or are you still to me
Like the dream I first started.
15th December 1997