The letter I never sent you.
The lonely cry in the night.
The star flickering to fade.
The dog crawling away to die.
The love I couldn’t give you.
Your fear of things in the dark.
The shadows eating the day.
The storm we didn’t predict.
The answers I never found.
The questions I never asked.
The fade of the photo’s colors.
The rewriting of our storied joy.
Sense fracturing at the edges.
The inability to know what’s true.
A baby’s unanswered wail.
A mother’s heart ripped open.
The time we thought we had.
Laying remembrance to dust.
These are twilight’s laments
How often their power sounds.
Here is the forest, inviting us.
To go deep, to emerge again. – TS
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