Seeker

Photo © Dawn Allynn

The sun stopped shining
in June
I don’t know
What I expected of you
In your world of cars
and music
and highs –
But it wasn’t what I found
In either one of us.
The sun stopped shining
in June
And I lost the summer’s
warmth
and love.
I turned to you
Your strength and smiles
to keep me from loneliness.
Better I had stayed alone.
You put me away in your closet.
You left me there with
The door shut.
And I am afraid of the dark.
Now I go from you
Into the winter storm
Hoping to find light again.

~1981