Wednesday, April 10, 2019

The Sleep


With heavier steps and heart
he walked around in his house.
Not believing she would part-
his will to live was soon doused.
Awake at nights with her thoughts
in hope that she rose one time.
Everywhere her picture sought,
unfolding days of their prime.
And one dawn he woke no more-
head on hands slept on the floor.





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