there is high tide in my eyes today,
tears cant wait to meet the shore
Mrs. autumn falls to the ground
digs a hole and lays down in there
after the wind stole her crown
there is slow music on the radio and
a sad, wise silence outside today
http://radioblogclub.com/open/90732/sophie_solomon/A_light_that_never_dies_-_Sophie_Solomon
That is soft sad and gentle, wonderful images. Perhaps your sadness existed so you could make this beautiful poem?
ReplyDeleteI was feeling exactly what you felt after reading it:)
ReplyDeletea delicate,(hopefully)temporary sadness...
Lovely. In a bittersweet way.
ReplyDeletethank u manutdfanatic...
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