Glowworm Poem by Lynette Lawrence

He was the first glowworm I ever met
the time without him was painted in the blackest black
dark gray sunrise in September
she spilled the bucket of black color in December.

It's never gonna be the same again
a shade of gray will always stay
especially environment paper is not white
drowning in my memories again.

You left me right here
made me wish it never changed
I needed to catch myself
I want you to know that I almost fell.

People say everything happens for a reason
but I don't think treason is a reason
It's never gonna be the same again
even if your plan is to come back.

I do not want to admit to these thoughts
that's why I'm still writin' 'em down
you blazed me up, I was on fire, she blew it out
now black is what it's all about.

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