Snapshot: In Truman Park

Love, I watched you leave last noon:
A silence over Truman Park —
Yet all the dignities were kept,
In almost-reverence

Yes, love, I watched you leave out there;
A passer-by who happ’d to see
A type of wrenching, grasping grief —
A silent severance —

But is there only ever this?
The long hello, the short goodbye —
But is there only ever this?
The too-late, and the why —

Oh,love, I watched you leave last noon:
A drifter-through, a silent ghost,
Who felt the touch of empty hopes
From those who learned to love

Almost

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2 Thoughts to “Snapshot: In Truman Park

  1. This is so full of heart. Beautiful. And I just noticed some numbers on the side panel, congratulations on 3000 followers! Well deserved! Michèle 💖

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