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