Perhaps appropriate for this end of Easter Sunday, during National Poetry Month:
At the tomb of love
I came to say I was wrong,
apologize,
start anew.
But you were already gone,
stone rolled away,
leaving me
alone.
© 2017 David W. Jones
Perhaps appropriate for this end of Easter Sunday, during National Poetry Month:
At the tomb of love
I came to say I was wrong,
apologize,
start anew.
But you were already gone,
stone rolled away,
leaving me
alone.
© 2017 David W. Jones