Sweet Solitude Poem by simon thorpe

Sweet Solitude



He used to sit on this bench,
still, silent and sad,
no one ever stopped to say hello,
Now he is gone however, natures jigsaw is missing a piece.

Butterflies fluttered overhead,
birds sang beautifull, melancholy tunes,
Squirrels flitted in and out of the trees, playing hide and seek with imaginary friends,
Not today though, they feel the loss.

The air is still today,
tearful, tarnished twigs clutch leaves like a groping beggar,
The cold draws close and darkness looms in the sky above,
The sun sensing somber sorrowful souls will not shine today.

The man who used to sit here has moved on,
Life must continue, that I know,
The eerie silence will be replaced again by laughter,
today however, natures friends remember.

I light a candle to an unknown friend, I hope it lights the way for his eternal, spiritual journey.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anita Sehgal 09 November 2012

sweet and soulful.. do read mine- Once and Twilight years- on such loneliness of later years..

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