We see her

Surrounded by light

Surrounded by hope

Surrounded by love

We see her

Full of sound

Full of laughter

Full of compassion

We see her

With voice

With communication

With companions

But she is cloaked in depression

Without light

Without sound

Without voice

Cloaked in depression

Without hope

Without laughter

Without communication

Cloaked in depression

Without love

Without compassion

Without companions

Cloaked in depression

Without seeing the light

Without the hope

And without the love

She left forever

Cloaked in depression.



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I am the Rural Iowegian of a published author and an award winning photographer. I use this space to speak my mind. God Bless.
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