Dreamed And Lost Poem by James Timothy Jarrett
Dreamed And Lost
A cry floats on the gentle breeze.
A sound of laughter, A sound of joy.
A child running carelessly through a
flower strewn meadow, petals in her hand,
light in her eyes and a smile on her
sweet lips...
The cool wind dies.
Silence reigns again.
Nothing stirs the air.
Stillness settles in.
My old friend despair returns.
So sad and slowly told. The spaces between stress the sorrow. So very well penned. It deserves it's full ten. From Fay.
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4/19/2024 7:48:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Simple words expressing something so complex. Great work. Keep writing!