Poem By Paul Adolphus
What's happening in our lives?
Why have we stopped talking?
Indifference's cuts deep as knives,
Connection routes are lacking.
Winter's here with all its cold,
Summer's gone far from here.
My loneliness is now unfold,
I still long to have and care.
I can't stop my thoughts of you,
I can't let go of moments gone.
How shall I survive winter through?
Without your love to carry on.