Nightfall’s Lament

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As the day wears out

And night does shroud the sky

She sits in her father’s chair

And softly starts to cry

Remembering the life he led

The excitement and the dangers

His service to his country and his city

His kindness to many strangers

He was really well respected

And was liked in many towns

But the darkness makes her maudlin

And the emptiness brings her down

Left behind with only memories

Echoes of laughter from the past

She hopes for some relief

But it never seems to last

Just a longing of a special time

Before both her parents were gone

Now she suffers alone each night

And the pain just lingers on

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Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – maudlin