Your Absence
the sun descended when you left
the moon bereft of its glow
the wind's blow scattering leaves
suddenly we ceased to speak
the bleakness of each morning
continued pouring teardrops
years were the wasted days
hastened only by sleep
a heap of misunderstandings
7-4-2022
Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2022
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