She wondered
Wrecking her brain
As to how could
She plead with her to stay
Make her want her
Chat to her
As if all was good …again
She yearned, longed for her
To want, to crave for her
For the days of old
Where they tumbled
Playfully biting.
She curled her legs
To her chest
Wanting to protest
And scream
Scream in frustration
In this emotionless being
Before her, taking
Packing her life away
She pulled back
As if in a dream
Realizing that when God
Shuts a door He opens a window
“As you depart my love
Have a good life”
She spoke through a smile
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