You did not notice the soft sky. Nor the breeze. Nor the hair that. Caught in her lashes.
You did not recognize the richness.
Of her joyous, amber laugh.
And you. Did not miss it.
When it was.
Gone.
--ignorance
YOU ARE READING
Rose: Poetical Observations
PoetryThis is my collection of thoughts in the form of poetry, which I have decided to share with the world--hoping that someone will benefit from my words and relate to them.
