But then in time
Too soon it’s easy to forget
What it was like when she was gone,
What you were like without her there.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Mismatched
Sylvain was always early
Renee was always late
She did nothing but hurry
He did nothing but wait
Someone Else’s Window
Outside someone else’s window the neighbour’s wife
. . .
Collecting Thoughts and Keeping Quiet
I’m fading away
Disappearing
Camouflaged into the background
Even as the world is fearing
