The curtains are drawn to a tight close,
And the last visitors in my life are gone.
I am alone at home with my weathered art,
And holding in my mind's eye my feeble heart.
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So beautifully written. May you never run out of ink. Thank You
I just find this so beautifully penned, dear Leaking Pen. How you are able to write 9 verses on the unified theme on tears of a poet. I just love the images revealed in its verse, each one contributing to the wholistic thought.