one that was.

one that was,
and two that were:
three that met
with sorrow —

one that is,
now two are not:
reaching for
tomorrow.

one that was,
who stretches on:
carrying
a burden

love that was
is evermore:
just behind

the curtain

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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