Unpack and put away

And so the passport goes away
Perhaps to come another day
To take me off to distant lands
There once again to hold your hand

But now I sit alone again
Know it cannot be the same
As when we walked out in the park
And held each other in the dark

Streets which rang with laughter true
Will never more be graced with you
At least not with the you I met
That you is gone her laughs are spent

For though we held in darkness tight
Each other on in to the light
That shadow which within you knew
Emerged when far away I flew

Its sickening tendrils clenched your heart
And sundered there we fell apart
No more to find that blessed place
Though always I will seek your grace

Once more the passport goes away
Perhaps to come another day
To take me off to distant lands
Where long ago I held your hand.

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