Roy Ernest Ballard

Dark - Poem by Roy Ernest Ballard

So there is a party going on,
somewhere. She opened a door
and the light streamed out.
She was a good mother once,
or twice. Her smile said
'What, still in the dark? '
The light lit in my head,
light-house like. The door shut.
The new dark is very dark.
I cannot find the door.

Topic(s) of this poem: alone, child, dark, darkness, lonely, loss, mother

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016

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