She was peculiar,
She ate alone and never spoke.
She sat with pen and paper,
Face shadowed by windblown hair.
His path each day would bring him close.
She was familiar,
with faded cap and skin so fair.
What did her heart each day compose?
He tried to speak, but didn't dare.
Summer soon became the fall,
One morn he came, the park now bare.
His eyes sought her with rising fear,
He walked its breadth 'til night crept near.
The full moon rose and still he sought,
The empty bench a place he'd mourn
Where luminescence once was born.
I made it through all 7 days! Thank you all for reading & thank you 
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Write down one poem every day for 7 days
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nominate a one user every day.
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