I never got to see you
But i knew you were there
I hear your
Chirping birds
And woodpeckers galore
But i miss seeing you
The blossoms of trees
The growing of leaves
The blooming flowers.
Cold mornings
Colder nights
That's the only light I see
I dream of years
Before now
Where I was free
To roam
Wander
And appreciate
The Spring
As this year,
I can only say
A goodbye
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
