Helen Wilby Poems

Like a thief in the night
You came
Creeping silently
Stealing all that was most precious
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You drift around the edges
Of my living
A haunting
No Holy man can lay
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I took my glasses off today
Only for a moment
Because the bright light hurt my eyes
It will take some getting used to
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Summer time
Some time
Dozy days
With you and the willow trees
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