I wrote this poem at the time for my Scottish wife, whom I loved with my heart and soul, but sadly she was seeing another man being my back, and sadly her daughters knew about it also.
Last Night while you were sleeping,
Did you know that I was wide awake,
On my side, at your side
Waiting for the morning to break.
I watched you as you slept,
As the dreams entered in your soul
Then through my eyes, I realized
That truly, I love you so.
Last night, while you were sleeping.
Last Night while you were asleep
Did you know too, that I was there
On your bed, also laid my head
Along with my soul and prayer.
Lying quietly at your side
As I have done the nights before
To be with you, my love so true
Could any man ask for any more.
Last Night while you were asleep.
Last night while you slept,
As waiting for morning to come,
While at your side, I laid that night
While dreading the coming of the sun.
As always with you I was there
Even when morning began to arise
But then again it came, as so did the pain
As I said goodbye to another night.
Last night while you slept.
Last night while you did sleep
You never knew that you weren’t alone,
As when you awoke not one word did I spoke
As on the couch I slept from which I never roamed.
Upon my side there I solemnly laid
Being so still, and quite as a mouse
Not to make a sound that might give my secret away,
I wandered, did you too feel lonely in this house.
Last night while you had slept.
RANDY L. McClave
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