Weeps – May 8, 2019

Grief, life, poetry 1 Minute

As the child weeps,

Sorrow seeps.

The willow,

its muse.

Nothing ahead.

Nothing behind.

An empty abyss

Swirling around.

One heartbeat found

Frozen.

In sorrow,

As the child weeps.

Published by Doree

Grief Out Loud. Art. Life

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