The Wanderer : Lang Leav

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The Wanderer

 

What is she like?

I was told –

she is a

melancholy soul.

 

She is like

the sun to night;

a momentary gold.

 

A star when dimmed

by dawning light;

the flicker of

a candle blown.

 

A lonely kite

lost in flight –

somone once

had flown.

Lang Leave : Memories p. 93

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