Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Sorrow

in another life, I
lived
quite freely,
planting
no trees or bushes,
but
plowed fields,
received blisters,
and,
when life turns
my body
back into dust, I
will reach
into my soul,
retrieving forgiveness
and with regret
say, I'm sorry.

8May14

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