You lost me at goodbye, my friend. With how it sat it had to end. And when you left I was bereft at losing you.
© Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Tag: bereft
You Better Run
Though it is true
I’m not bereft
I’m missing you
now that you’ve left
You run too fast
My rocks fly past
My aim’s not tame
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2019
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
