in the interest of time I wonder
if you'll sit with me awhile
the cold dark clouds promise thunder
and my bones ache of something vile.
i'm going on a trip here very soon,
and i'll be very sad to leave
but if you ever feel lost, look at the moon
and i'll guide you along with the breeze.
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Author:
branaugh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 1st, 2023 11:14
- Comment from author about the poem: reflecting on the promises made by those that have left this earth. reminding myself to let my soul feel the love.
- Category: Sad
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