Loss Poem by Guy Northam
Loss
There is blood on your thigh
And all our dreams
Are in a drowning flood
In their flowing by.
And could we not but stop
A drop and preserve it everlastingly
Somewhat of our love would remain
And not just this stain,
This day's misery, to be washed away.
Monday, May 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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