Gone Pt 2
And I see your back dragging the luggage.
That is all that is left.
Sitting with the ashes
You surrendered and won.
I see your white hat and the sun.
I had to see you in your glory
The parade was over before you could enjoy.
Ticker tape as those puzzles you loved.
You were brilliant.
Piecing each colored paper.
Only you could see and the clock ticking
And your not here.
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment