The wishes that are washed in tears
Are for a pitied child
Who knows no love and warmth of heart
I wish this reconciled
The wishes bathed in helpless brine
Do ask the reaper why
They come for child with future bright?
I wish they did not die
The wishes leaving salted trails
Are laid with grief profound
My empathy, in sorrow shared
I wish for comfort found!
It is something of an anachronism that sometimes those with the least ability to love their children breed the most.
Honest, straightforward expressions so well penned! Thanks for sharing. Fav lines: The wishes bathed in helpless brine. The wishes leaving salted trails.
This poem proves you a female heart. Loving and sympathetic. This is a nice poem that describe three unlucky individuals. Nice Stevie
A touching fab write. D childless n d overfertile like me both r in anguish indeed! D lil ironies of life in sweet rhyme with a sour tinge.
This is beautifully written and hard to accept this could still be like this in this century. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Inspired by a poem by Teigan Dakin!