Helpless Poem by Mark Normand
Helpless
So tender a flower, as the wind
blows against her.
The darkness of this world pulls
her down as she cries.
I stand here so helpless and this
day leaves me empty.
As life slowly fades and death closes
her eyes.
Exceptional in its purity and wording... i truly adore this oh so compassionate piece... i read your personal write and this goes against what i was expecting, it is gentle and just lovely...tyvm karen
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5/6/2024 11:43:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Simple words sometimes express the deepest feelings so much better than any complex forms. I was moved by the sadness.