At the Sound of Your Bell
At the sound of your bell I rush to reply
But it rings in the dream I see
In a moment away it flies
There’s no us in reality
Once we were, then we disappeared
Died for no reason at all
But the sound of your bell I hear
Be assured I have heard your call
Comes the evening, the day is gone
By the desk I still sit and stare
It gets darker, and dark is our home
In the countryside of nowhere.
Copyright © Gregory Colodub | Year Posted 2025
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