Water Tank

The sights we see so often that
They go by unremarked;
The heights we never reach because
We’re ne’er that way embarked

The humble and invisible
That sits there in plain sight;
The fact that someone close to you
Will cry alone
Tonight

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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