Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poetic Asides stained


The broken friendship left an empty place.
She tried to show delight on her sad face.
Decades of shared adventures fell like rain
And magnified into a dreadful pain.
She’s old and gray and angry with the past.
The bitter valley somehow seemed to last.
The layers of despair piled up like snow.  
The stain of resentment will always show.
She wandered from the life that had been kissed
with knowledge of connections she had missed.

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