You speak of family, yet distance tears us apart,
In the realm where kin should hold the heart
But everyone's consumed in their own ways,
No one remains as the clock ticks away
I yearn for the closeness we once knew,
Now, when I reach out, silence ensues
Cousins drift apart, no longer as before,
As time stretches on, my spirit starts to sore
Professions of care, but presence remains rare,
Excuses woven tight, leaving me in despair
Family, they say, should be bound forever,
Yet here I stand, longing, severed
While others revel in kinship's embrace,
I navigate this world, alone in space
It feels like solitude's my only wage,
A bird confined, trapped in its cage
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The Light in Her Poetry
Poetry"The Light in Her Poetry" is a captivating collection of 100 poems that explores a wide range of human emotions and experiences, from joy to despair, love to heartbreak, and reflections on faith to life's journey. With a blend of happy, sad, love, s...
