The Lady in Black

I saw her last night standing outside
my window. The lady from my old memory,
when I saw her I remembered my old glory
I ran out to greet her but she was gone.

For a long while, I stood where she stood before,
envisioning her lovely face. Lady in black, why
did you have to run? What’s there to be shy?
I will wait for you until my time is done.

(c) Byung A. Fallgren

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