The Sunday Whirl posted a list of words to use.
I got stuck on just one: Twinkle.
Will stars still twinkle?
Will stars still twinkle when you’re gone?
Will sunsets entrance me once again?
Will birds add a chorus to the dawn?
Will any pleasures still remain?
I lie and listen to the nearby breathing
Knowing what is soon in store.
The beast is not of a mind for leaving
It too once slept but now no more.
So as I lie there, sadly resigned
To the future as it currently seems,
Stray thoughts wander through my mind
And rob me of my sleep. And dreams.
Will stars still twinkle when you’re gone?
Will I enjoy listening to the rain?
Will I lie in the sun upon the lawn?
Will any pleasures still remain?
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