Wounds

This is a very short poem that I wrote one Valentines Day when my dear husband insisted that along with his cologne, card and candy that I also write him an original poem. This is what came of my efforts...

 

They say that time heals all wounds.

I Can't believe that's true

For I'll be taking to my tomb

The wounds from loving YOU!

 

Author's Note

The rudest poem I have ever written? Perhaps.

Reviews

[Divine Pain]

short poem but very good, I understand exactly what you mean

[Michael X]

Margaret, this is powerful, in an easeful, subtle of ways, has a real impact,
what's defining is the way the specifics are open, causes the heart to look
inward and apply the meaning to one's own life and circumstances. Excellent job.

[JohnL]

Really, Margaret. There are so many interpretations could be placed upon or woven into this poem and I daren't conject too far - but original, it certainly is, and much more personal than the sloppy schmalz found on commercial cards. Well done. Did he like it?
John