What do you see # 63 – January 4, 21
( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows the sun setting over the horizon, and in the foreground, you can see rail tracks)
I sit beneath the red light of a dying day
Waiting for the next train to take me away
from the tears shed in this town
The gentle sound of water
Soothing my broken heart
He said he loved me while loving another
I cannot be an extra string to his bow
One more notch on his bed post
I need to be someone’s one and only…
© anita dawes 2021
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
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A sad poem, but some strength and self-respect in there too.
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Made me cry…
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Definitely! I thought it was loud in affirming what the person’s needs were. Great piece, Anita. 🙂
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Thanks Susi!
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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This is such a poignant poem Anita. Thanks for joining in. Have you changed the name of your blog?
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Yes, gone back to what we were before…
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Okay. 👍
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