Tya Poem by Sebastian Sandok

Tya



Why is it that Love
strays so Far from the ones
who belove it?

It is as the clouds slip away
to uncover a Moon,
with a star so near its side.

A Lone Tree stands on a shore,
with the winds gentley blowing.

I look upon a sight and wonder,
Where is My Juliet?
When will love become me?

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