Diana Rosser

Walk With Me - Poem by Diana Rosser

on your
walking boots
the ones with the
old frayed laces,
So I can take my grief
where harsh wind whines and rages,
tearing across desolate hills.
I shall lean myself on your shoulder.
Say nothing, let me sob into the rain.

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  • (8/17/2017 2:02:00 AM)

    Sometimes all we need is a companion who stays besides us and just listens. Nice poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 28, 2012

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