Thursday, May 02, 2019


I know the sun will shine again
Clouds grey and brooding
Are tugged across the sky
Rain spits on the pavement
Gathers in pewter coloured puddles
Seeps through the hole in my shoe
I shelter in a shop doorway
And wish I had an umbrella

I know the sun will shine again
Gravestones grey and granite are like
Broken teeth sown into a hillside
Sorrow spills from my crushed soul
Gathers in warm salt tears
Seeping out of a hole in my heart
I shelter in a husband’s embrace
And wish I still had a son

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