Jen
It rains cold rain
in the sixth winter
of a world still sore
from the loss of you.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
Read 226 times
Written on 2024-02-29 at 18:07
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
D G Moody |
alarian |
Lawrence Beck |