It is not in my nature
to be attached
My cold concrete castle
chambers and halls feel
as if they were
constructed to be vacant
But they adapted after
you moved in
And now the vines around
my window sill
that once bloomed in
your sun
are wilted in the winter
I created
The twisting shadows
still trace my walls
even though the green
cords have died and fallen
You have made your mark
||original poem by Sarah Leeann||
"Peace is accepting today, releasing yesterday, and giving up the need to control tomorrow." —Lori Deschene
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