Poem: Perspective


I saw two chairs, a matching set,
a pair, just like we used to be.
They sat alone, apart, offset,
a dark and stark analogy.

They called to me, those empty seats,
that spoke of loss and past defeats,
and even as light left the day,
I found I could not walk away.


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