Endings
endings
sometimes,
I return to that little girl
because the pain of an ending
carries me there.
I am standing
outside Debbie's house
watching her leave
with a new friend
when I follow
I am left alone.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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