Poem: The Rocking

The feelings come slowly

Like leaves rolling across the open lawn

Never to be seen again

I try to imagine it’s for the better

But the reality of my loss is strong

And like the glass being held by its frame

I will always have to face this

About this: inspired by Arwen’s Vigin by The Piano Guys.

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