Hard Truth

I cannot sleep
but thoughts
of you nibble
into my soul.
Every night
you are there
in my dreams.

Where shall
we go tonight
my love? Another
flight of pure fancy.

Yet again I wake
to the hard truth;
you are no longer

Benita H. Kape (c) 8.2.2022

Tonight for d/Verse https://dversepoets.com/2022/02/07/quadrille-145/. We are given the word nibble to make a quadrille: a 44 word poem.


16 thoughts on “Hard Truth

  1. This pulled at my heart. Loss has to be the hardest truth to bear. I’ve always found comfort in thinking of grief as the greatest love you can have for someone, no matter how it changes with time, the love remains. How beautiful that it lives in your dreams.

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