Upon his departure,
Sadness consumed her and her heart bled.
She thought she was empty,
-Not realizing the turmoil, she shed-
She searched all around her,
For something new her heart could be fed,
But it never arrived.
So, defeated, she climbed into bed.
Cocooned in a mild warmth,
Her sorrows were encouraged instead.
To realize her strength,
That was dormant deep in her soul’s shed.
Submitted to dVerse