This is a little hidden gem. And I’m in love with it.

The rhyme, the flow, the emotion. All of it works so beautifully together to paint such a painful picture. But one I can easily relate to.

Not sure if it was intentional but changing “when the sun agleam” to “when the sun’s agleam” would help the flow. It was the only thing in the poem that made me pause for a moment.

Instantly a favorite. Thank you for sharing.