The hawk and traveler stood still.
I suppose the time had come.
She slowly vanishes,
until I see no more of her.
I felt like a stranger
in a foreign land.
So much anguish here.
Brilliant red shadows
at death’s nearness.
Your wrinkled finger
pushed my tears away.
How much despair you hold
in a single human heart.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“No one’s life ever goes as they planned. That truth alone should bring a sense of relief to everyone.”
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