WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

Loneliness

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I lay down in soft green grass,
caressed by the sun, when the
shadow of a cloud, caressed
me with her soft touch. I
felt loneliness, and ache.

I cast a stone into the silent
silver pond, and watched the
ripples fade slowly into
shore, and nobody could
have shared with me. the
agony of a day alone.

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