You’ll Never Know

I tried to call you yesterday,

a prayer or two,

just like today;

but you’re not home.

I forgot you moved away,

you left no number,

and no address,

to find you.

I have your memory,

I do remember,

your face, your smile;

its not enough.

If only I could call you,

I wouldn’t cry,

and my soul,

would be okay.

Instead, I write to tell you,

I prayed, that I could find you,

but you will never know;

I only write for others now.

~FS