The Lost One!

I wish I was a flower

you picked up on your way.

Or at least if just a stone

You stumbled on as you hurried.

If only I could witness

The rising sun of June.

But all that was left in my time was

evening shadows that loomed.

I prayed to own forever

Your love and adoration.

But By the time my turn came up

I found a heart so deeply battered.

I envy the paths you crossed

For they saw you in varying colours.

But I was meant to be The destination

Where you reached at the peak of erosion.