Sleeping Stranger (poem)

Who is this stranger sleeping in her heart

Where was the sun which swept her off her feet

That gallant dream which made each breath so sweet

So sad when things are left to fall apart

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She searches through her mirror for a cause

But tears of brighter years forsake her view

Behold fair flower bore the winter’s dew

So sad when souls let go of all once was

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Yet somewhere memories still dance and play

And arms unseen still come to hold her tight

She hears the songs which filled her with delight

She feels the warmth of that once brighter day

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So sad what’s meant to last can’t carry on

The stranger woke to find that she had gone