In Sorrow, by Elise Boucher

I love you

In sorrow and change

Mirth days gone

Child sight strained

Grown now

Fire temper pain

Takes away brilliance

Leaves colors drained

Oh, my hands hold nothing

But turning, I still stay

In sorrow I now love you

And in loss live duller days.

 

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