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| image by Flor Larios |
Will the sun rise when you are gone?
I can imagine only night
The stars, the moon may still be bright
but will the morning ever come?
Who will I be when you're away?
Will the sun rise when you are gone?
I have lived within your orbit
eighteen years now, a lifetime long
Will the tulips bloom come the spring?
Will lizards skitter on pebbles?
Will the sun rise when you are gone?
Will cherry blossoms pink again?
When you see the moon, think of me
Watching over you quietly
Waiting for you to come back home
Will the sun rise when you are gone?
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Form Challenge, Quatern
