Strained Hearts
That sliced harvest Crescent
rising erubescent ,
weaned from previous Orb shining,
looked down on lovers pining,
separated by distance
at tragedy’s insistence.
As it slid across the sky,
the lovers asked it "why?",
But nought was said by that celestial Slice;
they both knew ..
they were paying the price.
Copyright © Robert A. Dufresne | Year Posted 2011
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