A weeping woman,
With a weeping child,
Together they walk down a silent isle.
A puddle path left upon the floor,
A trail of loss began at the door.
They stare down at the man lying stiff as stone,
He left them in this world all alone.
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Megan Rose's Poetry
PoetryThis is my 1st poetry book. I hope you all enjoy my poetic writings. -Poet_Megan_Rose
