I sat on the grass
in a mountain of a beautiful illusion
of white petaled roses and dazzling marigolds
I watched the world,
with agonizing pain in my heart,
crumble, disintegrate
and tumble down
I waited for a moment
when things would be the same
back in the days when we could hug
and kiss and gather and
never be charged and never
be scared
I longed for the time,
when home coming was such a joyous,
most anticipated,
momentous event
among loved ones
and friends
I cried a million tears for all that we have lost
our birthdays and anniversaries
we celebrated alone,
our successful milestones
we failed to share,
our loved ones we,
forever, will never see
I sat on the grass
in a mountain of a beautiful illusion
of white petaled roses and dazzling marigolds
and waited patiently
for my guardian angel to come tell me
“walk with me dear, its over now”
For Sue’s https://scvincent.com/2020/05/28/thursday-photo-prompt-guardian-writephoto/
(For visually challenged writers, the image shows a flower-strewn cliff-top above the sea, where a rocky outcrop, seemingly shaped into many forms and faces, looks out over the waves.)
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