Moving
Having you gone,
Gathered up and leaving,
I watch you go trampling
The trodden track.
I am thinking of nothing now,
Not out of love or grieving,
Just you across
The open field
And nothing feeling.
Copyright © Louis Payne | Year Posted 2008
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