Alone In the Crowd
Alone in a Crowd
Blossoms fall and sparrows fly, to the center of the earth and the sun
Branches break and breezes chill, and we wonder at the moods of a lake
Mountains throw shadows with the strength of a storm, rivers deep do run
Loneliness severs and cuts to the bone, for how can one give, when there is no one to take?
Copyright © Stuart Ackerman | Year Posted 2015
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