My Life In Word

TORN

When shall winds blow
And rains fall
To cleanse
My bleeding heart
From the sorrow
And the ache
That's torn it all apart
When will lilies bloom
And marigolds glisten
When will the whippoorwill sing
So, that I may listen
Cause all I can hear
From this heart of mine
Is the whimpering
Of a melancholic whine

Simona A. Brinson

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