Knowledge Of Grief Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Knowledge Of Grief



Whenever I'm sad, tears fill my mind and spill
down my face, showing sorrow's hold on my heart
of hearts.
Showering rains impart the knowledge of grief
into spheres of protuberant acquiescence,
leaving indentations in my brain to remember
them forever in life's domain.

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