She..

- She.... 

She carries all the Guilt of

the Trials they had to bare.

In the Clarity of Wisdom

they forged a bond they all now Share.
 

The moments, the glimpses of

Memories fractured in their minds,

Are slowly being collected for

the Healing has combined.
 

There are more loads to shoulder,

In the coming months or more

for the Guilt and all the Hope,

that She created when she Bore.
 

A wasteland of lost laughter,

being crammed into days & weeks.

Each soul-searching discussion,

Tears a hole in those who Weep...

Reviews

[Saturn's Lover]

"A wasteland of lost laughter,

being crammed into days & weeks.

Each soul-searching discussion,

Tears a hole in those who Weep..."
I love that. Beautiful.

[Angel's Lady]

A wasteland of lost laughter -

That picture has stunned me into unordinary silence...
Wow.

[Albert Freeman]

Beautiful poem, baby. Makes you cherish what you have, mourn for time lost and determined to seize these moments and reforge a common bond. xxx