Broken Shadow

Dotted with daisies
the summer grass danced in glee.
the wind drifted by
brushing a part of me,
a part of me
that carried a piece of you.
She took you along
And left me with silence
Deafeningly soft.
And now as I search in the darkest corners
Of that silence
I find it loud with
a beautiful emptiness.

I have collected my broken shadow
and have pasted the fragments
with a newfound peace.