Poetry

Wednesday, 1 October 2025

She's gone

 She's gone

The day is done

Who won?

Who lost?

 I've forgot

she's a ghost


It's just

I wish

I'd known

And was free from

repentance

Or guilt

She's gone

There's nothing more to lose


I saw a cloud

Pass by

And a trail in the sky

Say

I could choose

But it's not me

It's not my mind

It's my heart

And there's nothing

but the blues

She's gone

Now I have to 

turn her

loose

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