Haunted
A nonet. Through my window, evening shadows play.Winds stirring branches ebb and flow.I’ve not thought of you all day.Now you are a shadowI can’t keep at bay.Haunting sorrow;shades of grey.Don’t go…Stay. A heartfelt nonet for the spooky season.
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