Lament 1 September 9, 2022 ~ joanvinallcox I exhale grief like smoke, On a hot summer night alone Except for emails And ads. Where is he now, body and spirit, Shrouded beyond In mysteries. I turn away, Pick up my tasks, look at nothing, and hide in darkness. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...
Mysteries of grief washing through
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Lament of so much love lost~
Dam ~ just carry on. ..
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