By The Window

I see her by the window, there,
In elegance, an autumn shawl,
A cup of coffee in her hand,
It takes my breath. For after all

The years I’ve known her, still I see
The girl I fell for (present tense)
Who’s made my heaviness more light,
And makes each day

An elegance

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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