Spring arrived
Holding hope’s hand
Introducing me to you
The you that suddenly
Looked so different to
The you I’d been friends with
Just the day before
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September smiled at me
And I smiled back
Thinking it held happiness
Thinking it could hand me
Your heart
❀
And when November came
You caught the first strong breeze
Slipping away like a dandelion
And still I kept holding out my hand
And wishing and wishing and wishing
❀
And in December I saw
Christmas lights all around me
But I didn’t see you here
Only in my dreams and faded memories
When I woke up to January knocking at my door
❀
The months walked past me
Leaving footprints behind
Even when you didn’t
Even when you only left
Trails of blood
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And now I am wrapped
In April’s pain
Shedding invisible tears
That look like you
❀
I wish Spring would’ve
Arrived without you
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Comments (3)
“wrapped in April’s pain-“ love that phrase! love this poem! absolutely beautiful 💕💕
This is brilliant, Poppy!
OMG, these last two lines! They hit me really hard. It's a superb poem, Poppy!