The seasonal passenger on the train on life,
She entered, like a summer breeze,
Laughed like sunshine,
Loved like thunder,
Then suddenly vanished;
Leaving traces of herself in every landmark,
An empty chair at a once full table,
A silence where her laughter once lived,
She left them abandoned, nostalgic, and confused.
She never said why, and they never understood,
She wasn’t meant to stay
And she’d never return.
⁃ R. A. Douglas
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R. A. Douglas. A poetess, novelist, and Christian Lifestyle blogger. Writing is a form pf expression and a way of life for me. I am a Christian, though not always a perfect example of one. This blog exposes the cycles of my ever changing life, including the growth and/or changes in my walk with God, and the highs, lows, and fluctuating differences in my reactions and actions towards the typical and atypical experiences that are inevitable in day to day life. I hope you enjoy it, and thank you for reading. Bless.
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Beautifully written poem.
Ooh. I like that she was never meant to say and never returned. A great poem for those connections in life that end unfinished, brief and yet somehow change everything. At least this is my own resonance with your poem. I enjoyed this 🙂
That’s very close to my own meanings behind this poem. Thanks for reading.
beautiful poem…I’d loved to have met this angel…
very lovely writing
Life is so fleeting, so ephemeral. To grasp this is to have wrenched oneself free of life’s illusions…or, to never have had their comfort in the first place. I think I’m a little bit of both. You go girl!
This is beautiful!