A Kiss To Relinquish Sorrows Poem by Malory Joyce

When they left my life, when they past away,
My mother lied me down, she tucked me in at night,
She would point out all my freckles and say,
'an angel has kissed you there.' everything is alright.

Their kiss engraved within my very own flesh,
their touch attached to my dusty spirit yet to fall apart,
and in this broken heart of mine I found a way to relinquish,
To capture every freckle to store within my broken heart.