| General Poetry
posted July 22, 2014 |
life
Sorrow and sadness keep me in the sun
For when the day is over I will still miss
Someone
Like the burning river over death that
often calls to me I will never look
to see
Shadows on the river of a dying heart
never lead to forgiveness when the bodies are
a part
Take the last of September buried into the dream
of the parting of the robin and the blue moon seldom
seen
We do not walk the valley in the hour before the sun
because the only memory of life is the lonely feeling I
still miss someone
Child of natures screams at the coming of the dawn
in the that the final meeting between the earth and sun
there is no one
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