Category: Poetry
Theme: Weariness
Sun fell down in the beautiful
meadow;
She subconsciously held her hands
together.
She finally rested her head on my
shoulder.
She uttered words she hadn't said
before,
The clock gave her a last chance
to do so.
She closed her bittersweet
smiling eyes as she spoke.
"Will I be happy just as you
are after this?"
"Yes, you will be, I
promise."
Her lips planted a smile as they
dropped tears.
She eventually closed her eyes—at
last.
She can now take a rest,
something she never did in the past.
Wore old loose clothes; the time
had flown so fast.
In the room, resonated; the sound
of the alarm.
A hand reached for it, and it
stopped;
The lady got up and saw it was
still dawn.
Her body felt heavy; all soul was
given.
One moment, she was already happy
to go to heaven.
Looking at myself in the mirror,
I can only be her haven.
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