Solitude
she sat there alone,
wrapped in her many thoughts....
remembering
remembering, when life was good,
remembering, when life meant love....
she smiled
alone, but in her solitude
she rekindled the many hours....
together
two people as one,
she sits alone....
yet not alone.
memories,
when solitude wasn't so....
keeps her company.
penned May 1 2018
contest Solitude run by Line Gauthier
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