Angella Poem by Ryan Wegenast

Angella



O’er this land I roam
Eternally through sorrow
Escaping thy ‘morrow
Seeking thine home

Pocketed tools, head hung low
Stones kicked roll swift
They flee thee as on I go, bereft

Woeful and yes full brimmed regret
Tears nay neither sweat nor dew
I would shed existence for you

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Ryan Wegenast

Ryan Wegenast

Edmonton Canada
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