Epiphany Number Two Poem by Melvina Germain
Epiphany Number Two
You were my direction, my north, south, east west.
My Monday to Friday, even Sunday's best.
My rainy days and snowy nights.
My moonlight, my dawn, my midnight song.
you were my sound, deep and mellow,
my crooner of happiness.
My stereophonic bliss.
You filled my days with laughter and hope.
I thought my time with you would never end.
Guess what? I was dead wrong.
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