shadows fall softly
across the cold bed we shared
shadows grip my heart
oh time please spare me
heal this heart so full of pain
come early sweet spring
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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3 comments:
Oh my. I feel all of this. Beautifully phrased pain is still pain!
Thank you Susan. I am glad you liked it.
Melanie
The pain of loss is a seering pain! Lovely dramatic photo!
Sorry for the lateness, but I have been drowning in preparing for my annual school appraisal on Monday + teaching lessons + midyear reports! Next week back to normal!
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