Grief
By Rof Cau
The wind, it flapped about that I can recall and how I wanted to shout my grief to all My tongue remained still my mind dumb my mouth robbed of will my body numb The dark, it wrapped around that which was my soul In this grief truth abound: you - were my soul Written September 22nd, 2001 © on Nov 22 2002 03:00 PM PST 0 • 18 • 1
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"The wind, it flapped about..."