How impatiently you now attend
where your name used to open doors
can you bear life without
your diamond necklaces and rings
fingers drooping with their weight
those were brilliant days it’s true
precious and unremarkable
you see the razor’s edge is colder
than you think but step outside
where white winds slice
your barren trees and you a blossom
struggling to bloom might find
strength tracing the fine silk strands
in newly mended webs may even
dance to some faint music filtering
through your fractured window panes
(c) 2020 by Hannah Six
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