The Three Ravens- A History of Britain

'Come sit awhile' by MR

I Left this Note for You.

I waited truly, for some time, 

hoping you'd arrive.

On partners trust and faith,

my whereabouts contrived.

Our meeting and my presence here

carved with callous guile.

The promise of a face to face,

the forecast of a smile.

I waited long, exhausting grounds

for why you would be stalled!

This is the place we meant to meet,

that certainty recalled.

 

I stuck around for you to come

no longer self contained.

My gift to you, was being here,

my grasp of you sustained.

Watching passers-by, not knowing

that I was so dejected .

Had second thoughts or moral taste

left all our plans rejected?

I waited long, into the day,

past the time agreed.

This wooden bench our liferaft,

our green light to proceed.

I waited, waited for so long,

I counted on your figure.

This seat is weary too,

tired of its sitter.

I left a trial of breath,

that you may follow fast.

I am hoping you catch up to me,

Loves intermission past.

MR