Weeping On Her Own Poem by Phil Soar

In a small community quite nearby
She sat alone one night so she could cry
No-one could see her anguish and her pain
She had no reason to go out again

Her loss was total, and she felt bereft
There was no love for her that had been left
Just quiet abandonment and no remorse
He'd left as if it was matter of course

Although he had no chance to say goodbye
So he could tell her that she shouldn't cry
The sudden nature of his leaving kiss
Was something that she knew she'd always miss

In a small community, she sat for days
Wondering why god moved in painful ways
She stayed indoors until the pain had gone
The trouble was, the days just carried on

In a small community not far from me
She sank into a world of misery
So when I knocked the door, no-one seemed home
Except that person weeping on her own