Sorrow Poem by Rachel Hughes
Sorrow
Sorrow is like a scorched and desolate land.
Barren and dry built on sinking sands.
Sorrow is like a tree in the east wind.
Like a lonely meadow, when dawn sweeps in.
Sorrow is more than, an unhappy sigh.
Sorrow is near when a loved one dies.
Sorrow is cold and full of tears.
Sorrow will make true your darkest fears.
Sorrow will never make you glad.
Sorrows gift is to make you sad.
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