Abandoment Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Abandoment



She needs time
to think....
to piece the puzzle
back together
and understand the beginning.

Fudged memories
cling to her brain
causing an ache
that should be clear.

Dear as he was
to her,
looking behind
was near and unkind,

Minding her soul
was a crow
of despicable black.


Waf

Tuesday, February 26, 2019
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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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