Inspiration Pt.2

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Inspiration Lost

It wasn’t supposed to be this way

Rainy days once filled with purpose

To grow, to advance, to heal, to romance

Drip into the chasm of emptiness

Left by the absence of you

Sorrow stains the pink ribbon

White rose wilts on the funeral stand

The awaited day does not happen

Instead, ashes fly over the mountain

As a heart is ripped with sadness

A love that was real, promised

Did not fulfill, instead passing to the earth

Where death holds it stolen, silent

Rain keeps falling, a trickle, a drip

Silent tears of grief

For promises never seen

Reaped and forsaken without sentiment

Rebecca R. Grusendorf © 5.17.2023

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