Bittersweet Morn
Dreaded are the darkest nights inside
Souls bereaving just before the dawn
When new daybreak slowly appears
On the horizon of a bittersweet morn,
Comes the sun’s rays swift awakening
Through bitter tears and restlessness
To lie across a heaving landscape here
Soon tossed aside to face another day,
Despite the loss of joy and happiness
In early morn before an alarm sounded,
While I slept, she slipped quietly away
And stole with her all my blissfulness,
Afterward there’s nothing more to say.
Written August 28, 2022
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