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cold wind
she misses
things she
has never known
love,
she was never shown
her tears fall on dry
cheeks
not to be brushed away
so carelessly
by hands
too soft
for all the hardship
she has known
turning into the cold wind
she lets them fall
where they may
things she
has never known
love,
she was never shown
her tears fall on dry
cheeks
not to be brushed away
so carelessly
by hands
too soft
for all the hardship
she has known
turning into the cold wind
she lets them fall
where they may
Published 7th Jun 2015
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Anonymous
8th Jun 2015 5:50am
reminds me of a line from a song I adore "Don't you cry, dry your eyes on the wind..." by Grateful Dead (of course :) ))
this is lovely, your talent has grown leaps and bounds and it is a pleasure to read you.
this is lovely, your talent has grown leaps and bounds and it is a pleasure to read you.
Thank You mikimoondancer for the read and thoughtful comments…deeply humbled by your words & the add to your list
Thank You ox
Thank You ox
8th Jun 2015 6:17am
each stanza so worded apt wrenching heart for whats not known n shown...flow releases in tears, that which freefalls. The touch of cold wind as she turns...tells more of her worlds. Taken into this jemac, written concise n emotive.
10th Jun 2015 8:35pm
Thank You uma for the read and such thoughtful comments …humbled by your words and the add … ox
11th Jun 2015 5:52am
you're exceptional at expressing that mournful tenderness; it's becoming your signature. stunning work...
12th Jun 2015 5:58pm
Thank You JohmFeddeler for the read and thoughtful comments...always appreciated...
