Standing on a lonely hill
Beneath a cloudy sky
He always thought our love would grow
Before we said our last good bye.
Didn’t know just what he did wrong
Never got to ask me why
Why must I be so doggone proud
To make him say good bye
Will I ever get a full night’s sleep
When clouds roll through the sky
For I never learned how to forgive
When we said our last good bye.
I always wonder from afar
Let out a mournful sigh
As I wish upon a star
After we said our last good bye.
Today’s poem was inspired by an exercise on the blog Writing Forward, Writing Tips and Ideas. The idea is to take a good song with rhythm and rhyme and a relatively simple tune and rewrite it trying to match the rhyme scheme. I did just that and would like to see if anyone out there can figure out the tune I snagged. I just hope the singer isn’t rolling in his grave with what I did to this timeless classic.