It Showed Up
Didn't see it, creeping in door
at first, wasn't bothered much
chill appeared, quite pondered
emptiness, a painless touch.
Daytime now resembles dusk
no birds welcome light of morn
bad news just another thought
feel no joy of baby born.
Eagerly wait hours to pass
what's next, I don't know
windows view, lifeless and grey
Nature's beauty, nor to show.
Never rush, no being late
freedom is what to fear
nothing to solve, no complaints
meaning fades from proud career.
Reminisce of long times past
useless with no one to share
wasted is knowledge of life
cause, Loneliness doesn't care.
Copyright © Carl Jent | Year Posted 2017
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