MASK
Mine, a thin veil,
to shield you from my sorrow
of having fled my home
to be with you.
Yours, an open window,
to show and tell your misery
in having finally realised
you’re alone.
(Image: Theatre Sign Icons Smile Sad Facial Mask Design)
April 4: Mask (#NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2020 #GloPoWriMo #Poetry)
04 Apr 2020 Leave a comment
in NaPoWriMo2020, Writing Tags: Poetry, Writing
Voices under the Sun 陽光下的聲音 