The Wanderer

What is she like?
I was told-
She is a
melancholy soul.
She is like
The sun to night;
a momentary gold.
A star when dimmed
by dawning light;
the flicker of
a candle blown.
A lonely kite
lost in flight-
someone once
had flown…..

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