Reflection Poem by Tobbie WhiteBird Crowe

Reflection



You were my best friend
And my lover.
My light and my warmth
My contentment.
But you walked away from me
As if it were nothing,
And left me standing,
Alone in the cold.
It's two plus years later,
And I still can't get warm.

(1986)

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Bill Smith 06 February 2008

liked this, great last line smiffy

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