Heliotrope

My love, she turns towards the sun
When I see darkness coming on
She’ll take whatever light there is
Until the last small ray is gone

And doubled there amidst the dark
As I brood on the light that’s been
She waits to open up in praise
For when the sun returns
Again

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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