The Cloak Poem by David McLansky
The Cloak
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The Cloak
Give to me
Your web of sorrow
And I will weave it
On the morrow
Into a cloth of shimmering gold
Interlaced with spells of old,
Chants against the days of sadness,
Armor for the days of madness;
Protecting hearts not meant to be
Stunned by life's harsh threnody.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
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4/26/2024 5:45:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Richard Farina wrote a song called Pack Up Your Sorrows... I recalled it while reading this wonderful poem.