Grief Thick ice coats my thoughts and all I see and hear A broken country, we are lost for now Gusts in an ice storm snap off branches topple whole trees Do I pray for wind?
This is a powerful poem in its brevity 💛
Thank you. I was hoping so.
‘What’s happening’ lens...
strong enough, sees sad, mad, glad.
Blurred by mixed-up tears.
💜
This is a powerful poem in its brevity 💛
Thank you. I was hoping so.
‘What’s happening’ lens...
strong enough, sees sad, mad, glad.
Blurred by mixed-up tears.
💜