When The Bark Is Torn She Suffers Poem by David Lacey
When The Bark Is Torn She Suffers
When the bark is torn she suffers,
She’s breaking down to cry.
To watch her mourn is to question why,
Why it is you have no tear in your eyes.
To lament for her soul for it never will die
Would be an exercise in futility.
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5/4/2024 10:41:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
To weep for a soul that will never die Would be an exercise in futility. Just a little tighter!