so I have mine like this in an Essay Poem:
A young man had a girlfriend,
he was getting tired of her,
because she sent him messages every hour,
that said ‘I miss you’ or ‘I love you’.
One night before bedtime, he received a message,
but rather than read it, he went to sleep.
In the morning he was awakened by a call.
It was his girlfriend’s mother crying,
saying that his girlfriend was killed last night.
He was in a state of shock, went to read the message:
‘My sweetheart, come quickly, I think someone is following me! ‘.
And Now Every Day He Comes
And Brings One Extra Flower
To The Spot Where She Was Murdered.
Moral of the story:
Never reject those who love, care, and try to reach out to you,
because one day you’ll realize you lost the moon while counting the stars!
If ever you are touched by this story,
please give it a short comment.
Thank you so much, dear Poem Hunter Poet friends,
sincerely Sylvia.