I must admit that on days like these,
In the crisp autumn wind,
when lovers huddle together for warmth,
and share the things of fall:
Warm apple cider,
a bounty of rainbows in the trees,
love and romance,
happiness and peace;
That I feel lonely.
That cold wind that hurls them close,
blows right through me,
carrying my words,
my thoughts and dreams,
off and away,
never to be seen.
I feel lonely.
This time was once mine too,
I felt the warmth they know,
I too relished in its glow.
but no longer.
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Comments
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This was a very moving piece you have here. I enjoyed reading this. It was good. Thanks for entering and best of luck too you in the contest.
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