Melancholia

Walking among the litterfall

dew makes for wet shoes

in the early morning

when all is quiet but for the

Meadowlark’s call

Melancholy thought ravage

unsoothed by this stroll

Darkness takes over

as the rising sun

offers tepid relief

from sorrowful memories

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