Pillows Of Remorse Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Pillows Of Remorse
Life is getting dangerous, it stands starkly in
mid-light, searching for meaning, hoping to find
it hidden in the stars of heaven.
There are no reminders of hope or light, lying
upon pillows of remorse.
Tears silently falling, wetting the material
slipped purposely over the cheeks.
Sunday, March 16, 2014
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