Eight Weeks

by Maple Tree   Feb 11, 2019


Upon a night so cold and dreary
feeling life drain, making me teary.

Each day I wake to fill my soul
as life crumbles, taking its toll.

Magical beings float all about
making me falter, scream and shout.

Nothing can fade the sunshine in me
swallowing darkness shall set me free.

Take away her wings, her eyes of rain
release her numbness, her cancer pain.

For I refuse to let her go
as all of her tears, collect in the snow.

    report violation
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  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Pain of yours you share with us
    I hope it gifts you strength enough
    Xx

  • 5 years ago

    by D.

    There’s a lot of pain here, and you express it touchingly as always . I find ‘her cancer pain’ a little off, though? Maybe cancer pains is better? I don’t know. You pen sadness so well, Andrea.

  • 5 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Very few words other than I feel the strength, sorrow and aches in which your soul shares here <3

  • 5 years ago

    by Star

    The rhyming brings warmth to this piece, cuddling the sadness it holds. <3

  • 5 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Beautiful imagery and great rhyming. Loved this. Much Love Milly x

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