How sad I thought this morning as I watched the minister for loneliness. Where kindness is free, it just takes a moment of your time.

A new composition:

Life’s lessons learned

Our life it was so perfect
Your smile, that warm embrace
The way you entered to my room
Soft satin, golden lace.

Your reflection it no longer dwells
Within my welling eyes
My beating heart now broken
From a love I now despise.

The door it opened one last time
Red roses all adorned
Now shrinking petals scattered
Life’s bridges all but burned.

But that was many years ago
And now my life has changed
That vacant space once drowning
My mind settled, re-arranged.

J.Poet 7 ( wordverse.me )