Three stories in one

I was drinking a cup of green tea this afternoon, looking out to the back yard. The winter sky was clear and blue, and the following poem percolated. It is three vignettes of life woven into a single piece.

The missing

The winter sky is blue

Nothing left to say

Everything used to be certain

My mood is a darker hue

As I move further away

Set to rhyme and pattern

Life goes on without you

Tomorrow will be another day

Today I’m lost, that’s all I can discern.

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