A birthday has come
With no one to fill it.
On the calendar it lies,
Outlined; a sad square of blue.
Like a pool, still,
Waiting for someone to come
And dive in.
Or a glass vase that has held
Many a lovely rose
But today holds none.
Sad but a very lovely write, one can feel the loneliness and the truthfulness it conveys, Beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Your poem is beautiful! Sad, void, feelings. 'Or a glass vase that has held Many a lovely rose But today holds none.' Touched me.