sorrow as a serenade

the display shows
as the temperature grows
all kind of noise
of children’s toys
listen to my   s e r e n a d e

put in words that indicate
my blindness and left
are my feelings bereft
of life and love and
s o r r o w   might you lend

me your tiny ear
don’t mind to drop a tear
here and then
take a pen
to write
with pride.

    © Dominik Alexander / 2020

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