| Commentary and Philosophy Fiction posted July 15, 2019 |
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Grief comes unexpectedly
When It Comes
by HarryT
Grief is indeed perplexing,
never know when
it will surge.
It is be born in
sunshine or during blowing storms, even conjured by
long kept memories, slinking in the
depths of cold, cold nights.
Time when grief comes is never sure
but when it does come, know
you’re permitted to cry.
Life Without The Letter A writing prompt entry
Grief is indeed perplexing,
never know when
it will surge.
It is be born in
sunshine or during blowing storms, even conjured by
long kept memories, slinking in the
depths of cold, cold nights.
Time when grief comes is never sure
but when it does come, know
you’re permitted to cry.
never know when
it will surge.
It is be born in
sunshine or during blowing storms, even conjured by
long kept memories, slinking in the
depths of cold, cold nights.
Time when grief comes is never sure
but when it does come, know
you’re permitted to cry.
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Writing Prompt Write a story or poem of any length without using the letter 'A'. Please see announcement for details. |
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