Depression

I have filled my life with pleasant things:
The Spanish tiles on my pool, the marble
Floors and molding in my house, the music,
And the books of paintings, poetry
And photographs of lovely places. My yard
Is a verdant jungle (in the summer),
And the view from my back porch extends
Forever over thickets, farmers' fields,
A river which turns molten silver as
The sun begins to fall. I wish that you
Would come to see it all, that you
Would describe to me the pleasure you
Experience, as that sensation long
Has ceased to be one I can feel.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-08-22 at 01:26

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