Melancholy Abecedarium


Alone, I sit on a
Bench, melancholy and
Chilled as I watch the rays of
Dawn tease from the hills in an
Eastern Sky.
Freeing the shadows from darkness
Greeting a New Day,
How wondrous the sight
I see before me.
Just listening to the
Kiss of the breeze against
Leaves gently rustling, reflecting
My mood, as the
Night makes way for morning,
Opening windows of
Pastel shades on the water
Questions arise as I
Reminisce about the past,
Searching my soul for
Those who touched my Spirit.
Undying in their presence,
Virtually living forever
Whilst I review the
X-rays of my life which
Yield such memories in a
Zenith of Love.

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