Thanks Anyway

Thanks Anyway

Even when one discovers the truth of Love not existing
within any man
thanks still exist to be made after all.
Where one no longer suffers the wait for promises never kept
a wait so long one never slept
one’s heart like dirt to corners swept
with no concern for tears one’s wept.
But anguish not, it’s as was said
a gentle blessing comes instead
with expectations finally dead
one’s free to climb back into bed
to sleep with peace back in the head
no longer hearing words now said.

 

poem by Ramsy

Photo by Sarka

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