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Here Then Gone

The difference of just a minute

Colleen Millsteed
2 min readNov 25, 2021
Here Then Gone. The difference of just a minute. A Poem written by Colleen Millsteed.
Photo by Monique Olie on Unsplash

The wilting leaves on the forest trees
Their limbs ruthlessly torn asunder,
Their life blood running down their trunk
What happened here, it makes you wonder.

The wild animal decimated on the road
It was mindlessly going about its day,
Crossing the blackened highway
Hit by a car, it’s young now orphaned prey.

The family pet lovingly put to sleep
Hopefully now at peace in a better space,
Allowed to pass with dignity
But an aching heart left in its place.

A favourite haunt rife with memories
Is torn down to allow for something more,
Disappointment and loss of character
Because it was so much better before.

The dimming of an otherwise glorious day
By that ominous dreaded telephone call,
A loved one disappears, is now no more
Or better still, no word or warning at all.

All aspects of here one minute, gone the next
Moving from gloriously happy, to devastation,
Some…

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Colleen Millsteed
Colleen Millsteed

Written by Colleen Millsteed

Top Writer in Poetry. I’m a Finance Manager with a love of both numbers and words.

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