roslyn ross - small stones and other poems
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
Breath
That breath, so brief, intake
of love, shadowed by grief,
at something lost, now gone;
mind is drawn to inner wake.
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Blogoratti
July 9, 2015 at 12:18 AM
Sadness and grief, only love and happiness can truly free us from such. Nice piece.
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Sadness and grief, only love and happiness can truly free us from such. Nice piece.
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