loneliness is

loneliness is...

the final leaf clinging to the branches of an oak tree in novemeber

soft moonlight falling on an empty outdoor ice rink

abandoned buildings with broken windows and boxes of dusty time

the church clock striking midnight

sounds of laughter and friendship over heard in a neighbours yard while your taking out the trash

uncomfortable silences....

letters waiting to be mailed to a person who is already gone...

waiting for trains at night...

lost puzzle pieces...

the sun...

the moon...

piles of ashes left behind in the wake of a blazing fire....

tears falling in a sea of people