Finally The Laughter Reverberates Around The Four Corners Of The Room
..so finally
the sounds of laughter reigns in the room
listen!
it is mine, finally, and i do not ask
why you are as silent
as a path without a single traveler
the pebbles do not miss you
the sands are numb
the clouds are as white as snow
no signs of rain
nice weather, i suppose
sad times for you
mine shall be different
as planned beforehand
two days ago
i had that wrong notion
about death, i must confess
how foolish i had been!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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