The Ballad of Your Loss
The October sky is crying,
Pelting the ground with tears.
Remembering the days of yore,
Of when…you was happily here.
The October winds are lonely,
They can no longer caress your face.
They grope and moan across the prairie,
Yearning…your warm embrace.
When you left us that August,
Your departure was too stout.
You used to flood us with presence,
But now there is a drought.
As the sky keeps on turning,
I miss you more each day.
As my heart keeps on beating,
I dedicate to you…my everyday.
You will always be the neighbor,
That never turned an eye.
And I will never forget the day,
You entered that Autumn sky.
And when I dream of you,
My soul seems to turn and toss.
For in my heart…will always play,
The ballad of your loss.
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