Common Love - Poem by Uriah Hamilton
Meandering sadly in the rain
To meet with a priest,
I knew I entered sunless days
And had to confess a lifetime of sins
Perpetrated against myself:
Every summer avenue
Strewn with flowers
On which I failed
To partake with joy
In the common love of existence.
I still haven't learned
How to preserve and protect
A child-like heart,
And for this I'm sorry.
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