since you have been gone
the flowers don’t bloom
the same
the sun doesn’t feel as
warm against my skin
the melodies of our songs
no longer sound soothing
to my ears
at dusk I watch
the evening sunset alone
wishing you were here
- Written for dVerse Quadrille: Come Bloom With Me!
The reader can feel the loss. Life doesn't feel the same.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful sad song! Well done.
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