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Ashes
I laid her down at Abbotsford
Where a tranquil river flows
Where once she loved to walk a path...
You'll come across a trampled rose.
Why now , this sorrow in my heart?
This clawing pain beneath my breast
Why now, this torture of my soul
When all that was...I lay to rest?
Where a tranquil river flows
Where once she loved to walk a path...
You'll come across a trampled rose.
Why now , this sorrow in my heart?
This clawing pain beneath my breast
Why now, this torture of my soul
When all that was...I lay to rest?
Published 8th Oct 2019
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8th Oct 2019 8:34pm
9th Oct 2019 7:32pm
Anonymous
- Edited 11th Dec 2020 6:45pm
8th Oct 2019 10:12pm
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9th Oct 2019 7:39pm
Thank you Dan. You saw deeper into my world than I imagined anyone would. I think Walter might have admired my sentiment... But not the poem. Lol. Thank you for your uplifting words. ☺
Anonymous
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9th Oct 2019 10:43pm
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Anonymous
14th Oct 2019 1:09am
I can feel the pain of loss but also a hope of resurrection. Life is never lost, it's only transformed. Just like Rose born on path once walked. Good ink. J
Anonymous
18th Oct 2019 4:38pm
Yes...and aching wounds..and more yes...
