My regret has ended its toil
Of yesterdays in my backyard,
And anger's asleep in a coil,
Relieved of its vigilant guard.
Self-pity has broken its pledge,
And hope I will find as my guide
As grief has been dulled of its edge,
Though sorrow remains by my side.
Well written verse... we move on with life as we have no choice, we make the best of times even if there is sadness to bear.10+
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A refined poetic imagination, Sonya A. S. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.