The Lonesome Veranda
An open veranda
Among many
Bends out to
Greet me
Attracting my
Attention, unlike
All the others
A lonesome plant
Stands alone
Starring at me
As I lose myself
Within my mind
As I drift away
On the morning's tide
Watching the lonely plant
Cry as it waves goodbye
From the wide open veranda
I used to call
My home
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