Bereft

I did the same thing that you did today I took all your secrets and threw them away Of the little there was of us nothing is left I dust off my hands And feel slightly Bereft © Gail Foster 10th July 2017

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Jannie Breedt

Date: 8/8/2017 1:10:00 AM

Ooh ouch here. Bereft rhymes with theft I guess.

Gail Foster
Date: 9/7/2017 3:02:00 PM

Ouch indeed. And weft. Weft is a good word. What is a warp without a weft? And stuff...

Daniel Turner

Date: 7/9/2017 8:40:00 AM

It's nearly impossible to have a relationship, then it dissolves, yes everyone should feel something. I think most would feel bereft, although I know a few who have felt elation:) I like your short verse, Gail:)

Gail Foster
Date: 7/12/2017 5:00:00 AM

Thank you, Daniel. I need to grow a thicker skin, but where's the poetry in that? Best wishes to you.