A Passing Sorrow

A wind blew through the field today
And touched a passing sorrow;
I couldn’t pause to feel its chill
With time not mine to borrow

I saw her tears as present still,
A shining through the heartbreak —
But passing sorrow’s all we are:
A wisp of love

And heartache

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