Second-Hand


He sent through a poem 

Better than I could ever write 

About smiles and kisses 

Butterflies and wings

Peace and dreams 

Flying me to lands of love

The words I hungered to hear

The words I ached to feel

And then I saw

The lines were old 

They were written not

For me, they were presented

Second-hand

https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2016/04/26/bleeding-words/

31 thoughts on “Second-Hand

  1. Heartbreaking piece Vonita. So hopeful, but then she sees the words are for some one else — they are old. Or perhaps, its something he wrote her in the past and does not mean anymore.

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