Whining Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Whining



Whining in my mind, crying is sublime as I feel each
tear touch my heart.
Flowing like a river to the ocean, tears rush and
cleanse my sorrow, making it pure and simple as I
offer all to God.

Saturday, February 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: ocean,river,sorrow
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