A broken heart within me knows,
What loneliness is...
When it is left to linger,
And slowly grows to wither in wishes!

A happiness living outside is dismissed.
For what it is.
Because it isn't felt,
From inside...
With a gladness that appears.

It's much too late to date a memory!
When fading ushers its leaving.
No one else can see it drift.
Yet an emptiness is hinged...
To a pain remaining that is grieving,
Within.

Time gone,
Like the wind blows,
Never returns again!
Not to visit in inquisitive sits...
With the one excited to be near,
In benefitted moments held dear.

It's much too late to date a memory!
When fading ushers its leaving.
No one else can see it drift.
Yet an emptiness is hinged...
To a pain remaining that is grieving,
Within.

A broken heart within me knows,
What loneliness is...
When it is left to linger,
And slowly grows to wither in wishes!

A happiness living outside is dismissed.
For what it is.
Because it isn't felt,
From inside...
With a gladness that appears.

Time gone,
Like the wind blows,
Never returns again!
Not to visit in inquisitive sits...
With the one excited to be near
In benefitted moments held dear.

Lawrence S. Pertillar

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