For as hard as she LOVED
She BROKE even harder
Silence...
A bird without a song
What to make of strength
Necessary to pull what poison
From his past
While shouldering her own suitcase
Overstuffed with sorrow
Silence...
A bird without a song
Her wounded weakened wings
Desperate for the uplift of any wind
Grounded, she will cease to survive
The peril and pains of Winter
She feels his frosts
And yet still seeks to feed
For as hard as she LOVED
She BROKE even harder
SHE BROKE EVEN HARDER
SHE BROKE EVEN HARDER
For as hard as she LOVED....
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The most tragic poem I ever read. I do hope things will change as the soonest. Thank you for sharing this poem from the heart. Never forget Poems can heal the sick soul. I have published a poem book through Xlibris in the UK. I told my readers that These Poems can heal.....Keep the ink flowing and the pen wet, dear Susan. GBU.10++++