The Sun Rose

The sun rose on your birthday
Even though you’re gone.
The moon set.
Forsythias bloomed.
Life just carried on.
I woke up. Got dressed. Took a walk.
I wondered at the sight
of the sunrise.
On your birthday.
It will set again tonight.

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wediditptsd says:

March 5, 2021 at 11:49 am

Dependability alongside impermanence. Is it the same world? Hugs for you 💕

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