A Borrowed photograph

pensitivity101

With permission of course from Cordeilia’s Mom
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/13611691/posts/2288671405

My world is blue,
From water’s edge
To the sky above,
Cold and icy,
Devoid of warmth
Now you are gone.
Gone is the colour
From your laughter
And gaiety,
The sparkle
In your eyes
Lost in the shimmer
Of the sun.
Barren branches
Reach upwards and out
Hoping to find
Kindred spirits
On the wing.
As the mist embraces
The night,
Empty arms
Hold dreams and memories,
My world is blue,
When there is
No you.

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