The Storm Makes Me Lonlely Poem by James McLain
The Storm Makes Me Lonlely
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Lonley, I stand in the wind,
The storm that I'm in surrounds me.
I here it call come to me, the night
Begins it's call.
Where can I go to rest, this my river
Of tears are mine as they run down across
To the sea.
The unhealing wound in my chest.
Wednesday, August 17, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: river
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