Ten Years (poetry & photography)

I can’t see him through the sheer covered glass
Or the smoked color heaven hidden beyond the green grass
And there’s hope by the water but I haven’t got a pass
And he says he’s home tomorrow but ten years already passed

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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