Of Use

If the wind just blows through her
as if she doesn’t exist,
if rain falls anyway
and stars disappear
If words don’t really need her,
the world won’t even miss her
at least her heart is of use
as it loves him

©RoseGirl2021

7 Comments

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s