Thursday, 8 April 2021

 Leaving Home


The van departed

fully loaded,

I stood there 

empty handed

and took a last look round

the house 

where I’d once been happy.

I felt empty now,

like the house,

empty rooms

and faded dreams.

I was on my own now,

going solo.

I walked briskly away.

I didn’t look back.


https://pondersavant.com/2021/04/08/inappropriately-dressed-other-poetry-by-lynn-white/


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