I'm at the park
It's cold and dark
As I look at the stars
I wonder where you are
Everything is going in slow motion
There's a roar, like the ocean
Deep, sharp, never ending pain
Tear drops fall like rain
Bright colors of red and white
Flashes of light
Flutting of wings
Softly they sing
I will miss you
Along with the morning dew
I'm at the park
It's no longer cold nor dark

by Rosalie Allgood

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