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Late Afternoon Light - M.C. Apigo

They have told me that

Your drips of red glistened on the sidewalk

They have seen you with your back towards the sun

On a late afternoon light,

Time stopped for a moment

They knew you left your body, there on cold asphalt

The ones who saw, thought of you with pity

But they do not know any better

It is them who ought to be pitied

You are free more than you could possibly be

Limitless, endless

After seeing your state, their lives continued

But you

Have your eternal sleep

Have your timeless rest

Find comfort far away from here

Someday I will be with you again

When breath is gone and wings are spread

And I will wake up for the very first time

I will hold your hand and fly by your side

For now, I know days will never be too easy

I will ask whatever God there is to help me through

And I will live day by day with memories of you


Bio:

M.C. Apigo is a hobbyist writer from the Philippines. She earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in

Mass Communication at a university in Manila. She is currently exploring the world of creative

writing. Aside from writing, she also enjoys listening to oldies love songs and likes to soak in

daylight. Her collection of works is soon to be found online.

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