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Wednesday, October 16, 2019

I Cry

When you welcome to me, unforgiven,
beckoning me.
To long-ago heaven shine
where memories lost.
Offering me, as to a child, life,
gatherings of days too few.
The love of stolen kisses.
Beloved of borrowed loves.
Sorrow of secret words.
Natasa To
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
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Chinedu Dike 16 October 2019
A poignant rendition nicely crafted with conviction. Very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Natasa.
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