Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Taken

 
Someone took my bright sunshine
 
And left a dark and gloomy day
 
Someone took my pretty flowers
 
And left the stems to wither away
 
Someone took my fish and pond
 
And left a spot of muddy ground
 
Someone took my chirping birds
 
And left my tree without a sound
 
Someone took my fresh spring air
 
And left me nothing I could smell
 
Someone took my beautiful world
 
And left me the remnents of hell
 
 
©S. Austin Vincoski

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