The Locket Poem by Sheena Blackhall
The Locket
It rests beside my heart. I keep it warm
Your baby-hair. I rub it like a charm
To plug the dam of tears from spilling down
Unconsciously my fingers stray to hold
This talisman, to shield it from the cold
I close my eyes, you're in your christening gown
It isn't done, today, to wail or keen
Grief must be hidden, antiseptic, clean
Without this silver anchor I would drown
A beautiful poem deserving 10. You might like my poems 'Forgiveness' & 'Woman'.
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4/24/2024 1:35:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful poem in praise of locket Sheena Col Muhammad Khalid Khan