Hailstones

We reside within a world

Where all things fall apart

Albeit friendships, or love

Or worse yet, our inner selves

Especially after those we love die

All our pending chances voided

And we hate feeling left behind

But even worse than that

We are helpless to change it

What has died is gone- passed

Our hearts are severely broken

A raw reality repeatedly reminds us

We’ve been too obtusely ignorant  

To simply love them… in the present

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Poet of the Light © 2021

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