Poem A

A missing friend

A 24hr diner

A useless degree

A job serving others

 

A foreboding forest

A chill in the air

A Fall arrived

A silence lingers

 

A sky that beckons

A sense of loss

 

No direction

No hope

 

A soul that cries out

A desperate need to run

A body planted

A body rooted

 

A void inside

A void outside

 

A link

A line

A life

– Winter Matthews

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