Loss
love’s long lost
a bruise upon a bruise
sayonara
open cage
freedom comes at a price
no more sad songs
how could it be -
the key to your heart -
carelessly mislaid
every summer
that i have ever loved
is gone
it was her pinafore
that wiped away my tears
and smelled of cookies
how many cold tears
upon how many full moons
past caring
times past -
when the old finger is raised
be sure you listen
it was
at the time when it was
but now it isn’t
dandelion clock
when the wind has had its say
gone
cat and bird
a song of life cut short
and my innocence
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