Tag: death’s bed

• Poem about grief

  Grief – No crying at death’s bed. Could not find tears to shed. Wanted told, what to do. Your strong, instead heard coo. – Watched close, forbid to think. Lost, hidden sorrow. . . sink. Robbed of grief, such a loss. Upon sadness grows moss. – Cold I feel, no grief done. Am I strong?…

  June Nash

  05/08/2012

  Poetry

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