Now, That You're Gone Poem by Francie Lynch

Now, That You're Gone



When you're gone,
Who'll I compare
To the setting sun,
To it's reluctant rays
When you're gone?
Don't think I don't compare,
But won't, now,
That you're gone.

Monday, December 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,lost love,metaphor,sun
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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