A song bird stopped singing
a branch snapped let go of the tree
fell to the ground.
Leaves turned brown
a gust of wind blew them away.
a head turned looked back
you were gone a dream ended.
copyright by heather burns
A head turned, looked back, you were gone.
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This is an outstanding poem
This is an outstanding poem by someone I consider a great writer.
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