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The Woman He Left Behind

Updated on August 10, 2013

As the bar closed its doors

He walked on home

Light was beginning to dawn

And that familiar ache came calling

His mind was full of the woman

That he had loved and once called his own

She was there in his heart

And he wondered how he could have left her behind

When times were good

And their love was new

Days were like dreams

And the nights so sublime

But it was when his friends

Would call to him

And when his roving would not let him be

When he’d come home

To her crying in the night

And so he went on home

Just before the thunder

Brought the rain down

And he knew that tomorrow

Would bring another empty day like this one

Time moved on

But things didn’t get better

The sun rose and set

But his heart didn’t mend

He wondered if she missed him too

He still loved her but did she?

Nothing had any meaning

Not work, not play, not friends

And once these things

He’d put above the most precious one of all

And how he regretted what he’d done

It took two moves

And the loss of several friends

Who shook their heads

And told him to give up the dream

To give up and just move on

It was on a rainy night

When downtrodden and despondent

He entered another bar

Two friends he’d met along the way

Greeted him with a smile and a wave

But the beer was bitter

And the laughter brought pain

He just knew that he had to find her

Find her and make her his forever

Then the sun would come out once more

Then he could laugh and live again

Like he had done before

Just one more town

And he’d be walking the streets

Where he’d left her

Tears streaming down her face

‘Cause she had chosen to love a drifter

But this drifter was coming back

Coming back to settle down

He only hoped she’d be around

To pick up the pieces of his broken heart

Then he was there

It all seemed so unreal

The man that he had been

And the man he was now

The lessons he’d learned

How he wished it had been sooner

He rushed to her house

Not caring that it was the midnight hour

Though the house was silent and still

He saw a light shining

Reaching the door

He realized it was unlocked

Small town values

But still was she waiting for someone?

In the dark hallway

He listened for sounds from above

Perhaps she had found a new love

The only sounds he heard

Were those of sobbing

And he took the stairs on the run

She lay across her bed

And with each wrenching sob

He heard his name on her lips

Without further thought

He rushed on over

There was no thought of scaring her

Only of comforting and loving

So he reached out and pulled her up

Amazing as lovers of old

Always recognizing a familiar touch

She didn’t ask why

She only let him hold and kiss her

He’d traveled so very far

Only to discover that home

Was where he’d left his heart

© 2013 Gypsy Rose Lee


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      Gina 3 years ago from West Tennessee

      Beautiful job! I love it!

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      Vincent Moore 3 years ago

      There is no stronger passion than love, for it binds all. Beautiful poetry my friend. You unleash your words in a very compelling and moving way, you capture your reader, just as a great poet should. Bravo.

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      Sparklea 3 years ago from Upstate New York

      awesome and beautiful...absolutely LOVE the ending! Wow! I could feel the emotion! Wow! God bless, Sparklea :)

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      Donna Hilbrandt 3 years ago from Upstate New York

      Wow, this is an amazing poem. For anyone who has been separated in love, this will hit home. Beautiful.

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      Martin Kloess 3 years ago from San Francisco

      You just keep getting better. thank you. very beautiful

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      Suzette Walker suzettetaos 3 years ago from Taos, NM

      Beautiful poem! Life makes a complete circle.

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      Jaye Denman 3 years ago from Deep South, USA

      This is a beautiful poem, a beautiful story. This is how we would like all such stories to end--with parted lovers reunited happily.

      It's sad that real life does not always have such a happy ending...even when two people get back together.

      Voted Up+


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      Thomas Silvia 3 years ago from Massachusetts

      Very awesome poem my friend !

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A love story with a happy ending - a pleasure to read.

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      Rosemary Sadler 3 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      A beautiful piece, I do love a happy ending to a love story. Love the song too

      Voting up A & B

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      A winding love story with a happy ending. You could sense the movement in your words.

      I did love the purple flower as well. Nicely done.

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      Karen Silverman 3 years ago

      Oh, are the definition of romantic!

      The woman is waiting for her love, no matter the pain he put her through..

      i love a HEA ending! Altho, dunno if i could be quite so forgiving...ya know?


      have a great week!

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Hope you all have a wonderful week ahead.

      Glad you enjoyed this Gina.

      Glad you enjoyed this Vincent. Love can be a powerful emotion.

      Glad you enjoyed this Sparklea. God bless.

      Glad you enjoyed this Donnah.

      Glad you enjoyed this Martin.

      If the love is there one always tends to return Suzette.

      The happy endings in love are the best Jaye. Thanks for the vote.

      Glad you enjoyed this Kashmir.

      Glad you enjoyed this Blossom.

      Happy endings are the best Rosemay. Thanks for the vote.

      Glad you enjoyed this Anna and the purple flower.

      Glad you enjoyed this Leslie. Thanks for the share.

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      lovedoctor926 3 years ago

      Beautifully written. You don't know what you've got until it's gone. It's the only way for someone to realize and appreciate what they have.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      So very true Marlene. Glad you enjoyed this.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Wonderful piece of work Rasma.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Glad you enjoyed this Wayne. Hope you have a wonderful weekend.

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