The Mourning Son Poem by Bob and Alex Eichen

The Mourning Son



The mourning Son,
hasn't risen for days,
Radiates no light,
Gives no warmth,
fog bound in darkness,
Tears flow like rain!

Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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