Solitude
I spent my summer days
In solitude
And drank the wine
Of long days
And silent nights.
I read some poems,
Heard some songs,
And turned the pages
Of the past.
Often,
You came into view
And my solitude
Closed in on me.
Like the shadows,
That become the night,
The solitude became
My loneliness.
Copyright © William Crocker | Year Posted 2012
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