BEREFT

Hasty gives a poet’s gift to one in grief.

HASTYWORDS

Written for a friend of mine.  May your wife rest in peace.

body-1869901_960_720-jpgThis city full of life
Grew much quieter
The day you left
You were my wife
My sole proprietor
Now I am bereft
Left to wander
Day to day to day
As months pass
I sit here alone
Each day I squander
With nothing to say
My heart is glass
My future blown
I miss you everyday
Since heaven fell
And carried you away

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