Wednesday, October 25, 2023

Empty Chairs


Empty Chairs
by Lord R.e. Taylor

For years he and his wife shared the sunset
Sitting in those chairs every night
Now, they are both with the angels
Do the chairs know that they are no longer coming
They look so sad as they just sit and wait
Hoping that someone will stop by for just a moment

© Poem – X/XXV/MMXXIII
LRET


 

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