Within – March 16, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

There are times

I have no words

To send drifting down this river.

But instead

I turn within, and

Find myself ruminating

In its understated beauty.

Published by Doree

Grief Out Loud. Art. Life

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19 thoughts on “Within – March 16, 2020”

      1. I meant thank you for your words. Beautiful. And thank you for your good wishes. Yes, we are fine at home and close relations; just so weird outside, as everywhere else 💚

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