Seven years, seven months

Seven years

Have come & gone

But this

Next to none

Years of heartache

Deceit & loss

Went by

Human life

Strifes to own

All is blown

Hearts webbed

In infant glare

Here and everywhere

Be aware

They are still

Close to your pulse

Loved ones

Of all aeons

© #AndreaCConnolly

23.9.2020


7 thoughts on “Seven years, seven months

  1. I hope you haven’t lost someone, Andrea. This is heartfelt.

    Spoilt, I have to say, by the crass advertising WP has stuck before the last line of the poem. You won’t see it unless you go out of WP and back in like an outside reader. I hate it when they do that.

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    1. O Jane, I only see that now. Had to have a silent time. My Godmother /aunt died. It affected me deeply. Time went by differently. There were clouds of words and feelings stuck. Hope you are well! Andrea

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