Cold Evening

Another cold evening without you
Spooning was a length of warmth delivered
Until morning you were exhaling blue
Tickling small hairs on my neck I shivered

Dave and I are all alone without Grace
She trained Dave very well and he’s behaved
Awaking again she’s not in her place
Morning passed badly getting dressed and shaved

Half finished dreams reflect my state of mind
Letting her go hasn’t been very easy
In the end once more, we’re left behind
But my love alone lets her go freely

The steel doors kept locked and the windows barred
She’s back at the asylum without delay
The patient and the dog were found by the guard
Trying to find a small place out of the way
© 2014 Michael Yost 06/01

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