Poetry

Every night I

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Will go to the bench and talk to you.

And every night, I get no answers back for you are no longer here.

But I met you here, my quiet soul, so shy and afraid of the world around you.

Surprised you made it out this far when you feared everything around you.

But one night when the moon was full, and you had come out late by yourself.

You fell into the water as you heard someone call your name.

At least that is what you said when I jumped in, and l pulled you out.

But now you are gone, and I sit outside on our bench, wishing I could hear about your day and listen to you all night long.

But I will never know what happened to you that day as the water doesn’t whisper to me like it did to you.

Miss you, my friend.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.

2 thoughts on “Every night I”

  2. pameladbeverly – The East Coast – I was motivated to start my blog by my novel, Relations, however it revolves around people in general and human relations, in particular. And of course it's about writing which has been a lifelong passion of mine. Take a look around and if you like reading or listening, check out my novel, The Love Labyrinth, available as an e-book, paperback or audiobook! My new children's book, What if an Octopus Followed Me Home? is available. Autographed copies of all of my books are now available on my website as well as Amazon.
    pameladbeverly says:

    Aww. Very sad.

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