A Fresh Wound Is My Heart Poem by Bgb radley
A Fresh Wound Is My Heart
Afresh wound is my heart
A dark void is my soul
To love so deeply minus control
An abrupt ending to a cherished role
A fresh wound is my heart
Emptiness of all space
To caress kiss an angelic face
Withheld from my grasp every last trace
A fresh wound is my heart
To just have and to hold
Return of love gone precious as gold
Once warmth of my spirit hardened cold
A fresh wound is my heart
Ever the tiniest thing
Tears loss and pain such sadness they bring
Reminds me of loves genuine being
A fresh wound is my heart
You are off on your own
Miss you immensely feel all alone
Bleak nothingness and vacancy have grown
A fresh wound is my soul
I want you back with me
I offered you up it will never be
Love your face in my dreams...you and me
A nice poem expressing love and affection. 'A fresh wound is my heart You are off on your own Miss you immensely feel all alone Bleak nothingness and vacancy have grown' This feeling and void and nothingness comes from deep love and affection that binds you with your grandchildren. Speaks of nice family bondage.
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5/4/2024 8:27:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a touching piece