| How Long Will I Grieve? |
| Each day now I wait, For this pain to cease. For Joy to return, Just to find some relief. But the days go on by, And they turn into weeks. And the weeks become years, And the cycle repeats. No completion of grief, No end to this pain, As each little memory, Only brings it again. The edges may soften, The horror may blur, But the hole in my heart, Still remains very clear. by Netta Wilson.... March 2000 |
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| Please visit The Hunger Site. It will cost you nothing. You may only go once a day but you can add it to your favorites and go every day. |
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| Another free site. Let's try and save some of our Rain Forests. |
| This poem has a copyright. Please ask my permission before you use it. Thank You Netta |
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| Just drop me a note....... Netta |
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