The Woman in Moon

Like the Sea of Tranquility
A brooding, lonely
Woman;
In dire need
She sits to absorb the company
So delicate
So alone
So small
She sits like a hamster
Almost as if she is waiting
Waiting to die

When friends die they leave her
When family moves away further,
Her waiting becomes the more painful,
Her wish remains unfulfilled
In the sanctuary of hope for love

Like the barren vast deserts
A gaping hole is revealed,
Loneliness
In deep need
She waits for her dying day
To take her away
To be with spirit people
Who will love to cherish her
Who will never leave her
So she will never be alone again.

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