untitled poem

[cradledalone]

I trust the red sun setting
the leafless November trees
on monday morning I look forward
fearlessly to friday's eve

But humans are not as reliable
as nature, as trees.
I wonder if you'll come back;
I trust only that you'll leave

-John "Gio" Gilardi
from Hard Love written by Ellen Wittlinger

i really, really love this poem. reading this just got to me, like big time.
the whole book i felt like i was just like john. this poem reminds me of how i feel now and have felt with the situation with nikki.

what do you all think of the poem?