They’re missing.

You’re weeping.

The sun’s in its vault.

There’s a darkness, descending.

But it wasn’t my fault.

I was elsewhere,

Unnoticed,

Whistling the breeze.

I cannot be fingered;

My conscience at ease.

I’m sorry

You’re sorry:

I wish I could help.

I’d have come if you’d uttered

So much as a yelp.

But it’s over.

It’s done now.

No point harping on.

Can’t you simply get over

The fact that they’ve gone??

You’d have noticed

Them leaving, if you were

Worth your salt!

It needn’t have happened!

And it WASN’T MY FAULT!!

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Yes, I’m a little bit obsessed!  But this is, again, a 100 word challenge (but this week, for grownups *and* children!).  I am off work for half term, next week, and there will be the usual crafty type posts, then!