Traci Ashbe Dark Fantasy Author

Image by Dorota Kudyba from Pixabay

As someone so unloved, I wondered

if angels would weep at my demise

Would they clap their wings and say?

At last, he has arrived

To take the seat they put aside

The welcome feeling of great surprise

To be told my life has been one soft sigh

No more than a breeze through Spring trees

I should not despair as more has been put aside

They promised the second bite

of the apple would be sweeter

With these words, I heard my last sigh…

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