Your Empty Chair
Dreaming of how our life used to be
for loneliness now doth sweep over me
I feel you are there almost everywhere
though all I can see is your empty chair
Since that fateful day whence you did depart
your empty chair truly breaks my heart
Written 5th August 2022
Contest BITE SIZED POEM NO 50
Sponsor Line Gauthier
Contest BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE
Sponsor Brian Strand
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2022
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