Unforsakened
UNFORSAKENED
It is I, you said, was God-send
I was oblivious to your retirement
That extra special event.
It is I, you told, "...was a nobody."
The day after, I fell to the floor and wept
One abruptly wailed out your name.
It is I, you loved, with a love so raw
I awoke and found me on your pillow
Pink roses filled that crystal vase.
It was you, I loved, with a love so rare
I bowed and cried my first tear, all
For the sake of loving you.
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Copyright © Iris E. S-Lewis | Year Posted 2021
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