Too Proud To Smile Or Weep
You were proud who would not weep,
And I, too proud to smile.
Our words unspoken
The box of sweet perfume
Left unopened
Are things stolen from us that
Never shall return.
Beneath a bridge unbuilt
A once calm stream
A now wild restless sea
Where phantom ships
In ageless quest sail on
To find no home,
To reach no haven's rest.
Copyright © Julian Scutts | Year Posted 2018
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