there will be
a time
when we die
that others
will say
it happened so fast
so unexpected,
when in truth
the soul had been
crying
for ever so long
praying for comfort
for healing the wounds
that drained
the life
from the life
that could have
been saved.
But no one
noticed. or heard.
or cared.
How sad.
Wednesday, April 23, 2025
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2 comments:
Wow.
You ARE a poet, my friend. And a good one at that.
Fred
awww Fred. Thank you so much ♥
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