Bobette Bryan's Poetry
An Endless Night
The sun never came out today,
not for a second.
And as I strode through
the paths of my life,
I found myself on the backstreets
where I mourned us.
There, beneath unyielding rain,
I felt the gnaw in my heart
at all of our mistakes.
If the sky could lift the darkness
from the stones we've laid,
it would erase the
words I should never have said
and the words I should never
have heard you say.
But the sun didn't come,
and this is the kind of day
that makes for an endless night.
© 2010 Bobette Bryan
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