A minute poem for the Secret Keeper’s writing prompt. The words to use are:
GONE | CHANGE | PRETEND | STRANGE | LIFE
I begged the west wind not to change,
The sky was strange:
Pretending night would bring you here,
When stars appear,
But with the dawn,
The dream was gone.
The days are long that make a life,
And cares are rife.
I watch the sky;
I will not cry.