* He Is Gone *

                  the light are low, and

                  i am alone . memories of

                  all yesterday seem to have

                  flown tears flow down my

                  cheeks as i recall, the

                   happiness we both had

                  known. i listen, i watch

                  hoping for your return ,

                 to find that you still care.

                what can i do ? what can i say ?

                 to bring you back again,to

                   a love we once knew .



                *Written by Martha Inch  *



               * not my work on here *

Author's Notes/Comments: 

  beautiful piece

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Athalia Lystra's picture

You're right, yet again. I truly enjoy these little almost one-verse-like pieces you have on here. I almost feel like writing them down and carrying them in my pockets until I have memorized them and completely comprehended their meaning... I am in awe.

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