Musing
While I in solemn silence sit
Sad, forgotten and desolate
She comes and simply with her wit
Dispels the gloom, regret and hate.
But she lives only in my mind,
For in the grave she’s long confined.
November 1, 2025
Among 2nd Place
Bite Size Contest no127
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