Wondering
Leaves rustle in the late summer wind
and the sun goes to sleep
as the crickets begin their lullabyes.
The evening sky is host to a few stars
that wink at each other in secrecy
and a sleepy moon nods in agreement.
Lovers stroll along shadowed walks
through gardens filled with the heady scent
of late-blooming roses mixed with lingering summer's heat.
Alone I stand, unseeing eyes staring
as a soft rain begins to fall, wondering
what happened to my life, and if you were ever mine.
and the sun goes to sleep
as the crickets begin their lullabyes.
The evening sky is host to a few stars
that wink at each other in secrecy
and a sleepy moon nods in agreement.
Lovers stroll along shadowed walks
through gardens filled with the heady scent
of late-blooming roses mixed with lingering summer's heat.
Alone I stand, unseeing eyes staring
as a soft rain begins to fall, wondering
what happened to my life, and if you were ever mine.
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