Pedestal
The pedestal you set me on
Is getting battered and grey
Even cracked in a few places
Supported by a wobbly leg
The consequence of this pedestal
Is the distance it creates
Leaving me standing here, watching you
While my tattered heart waits
Waiting for the love we could have shared
Adventures of life we were meant to share
If merely the distance from this pedestal
Would simply only fade
Copyright © Kristie Raburn | Year Posted 2018
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