Lottery

The door slammed,

Metaphorically,

But it was loud.

It closed all chances,

Betrayed feelings;

Love in a shroud.

 

Embalmed the heart,

Pinioned wings

And severed

Connections felt;

Passion

Undelivered.

 

A gust came then,

Wafted through

And left,

Refreshed the soul

Though heart was left

Bereft.

 

Storm clouds clear,

Skies lighten,

Blue breaks through,

Sunshine promised

And heart may still

Renew.

 

A lottery

Of love

And broken hearts,

So life goes,

New tickets

Hope imparts.

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