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Absence (An Acrostic)

 

Alerted by my natural humility, the

Blowing of a cold gale comes, thus, a

Storm that needs tending to, my

Eager concentration to rectify; is 

Nervously deployed, in the hope that my

Choice is justified, then when I return; the

Enjoyment that I have tasted, will be even sweeter.