Free Verse · Pet Loss
The Sunbeam
The sunbeam still comes in at ten,
crosses the rug like always,
and waits.
You never once came when you were called —
why would you start now?
So I won't call.
I'll just leave the warm patch open,
the way you taught me:
love, on your terms,
was still the best deal I ever got.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“The Sunbeam” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/her-side-of-the-sunbeam
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